Lo! God is here let us adore

Lo! God is here! let us adore,

And own how dreadful in this place!

Let all within us feel His power,

And silent bow before His face;

Who know His power, His grace who prove,

Serve Him with awe, with reverence love.

Lo! God is here! Him day and night

United choirs of angels sing;

To Him, enthroned above all height,

Heaven's host their noblest praises bring;

Disdain not, Lord, our meaner song,

Who praise Thee with a stammering tongue.

Gladly the toys of earth we leave,

Wealth, pleasure, fame, for Thee alone;

To Thee our will, soul, flesh, we give;

O take, O seal them for Thine own!

For Thou art God, Thou at the Lord;

Be Thou by all Thy works adored.

Being of beings! may our praise

Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill;

Still may we stand before Thy face,

Still hear and do Thy sovereign will;

To Thee may all our thoughts arise,

Ceaseless, accepted sacrifice.

As flowers their opening leaves display,

And glad drink in the solar fire,

So may we catch Thy every ray,

So may Thy influence us inspire;

Thou Beam of the eternal Beam,

Thou purging Fire, Thou quickening Flame.