1-Immortal, invisible, God only wise,
in light inaccessible hid from our eyes,
most blessed, most glorious, the Ancient of Days,
almighty, victorious, your great name we praise.
2-Unresting, unhasting, and silent as light,
not wanting, not wasting, but ruling in might;
your justice like mountains high soaring above,
your clouds which are fountains of goodness and love.
3-Your life is life-giving to both great and small;
in all life you're living, the true life of all;
we blossom and flourish as leaves and as flowers,
then wither and perish but naught dims your powers.
4-So perfect your glory, so brilliant your light,
your angels adore you, all veiling their sight;
all praise we now render as your angels do;
in awe at the splendor of light hiding you.
Tune: Saint Denio
Text: Walter C. Smith, 1867
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