1 Angels voices, ever singing
Round Thy throne of light
Angels harps, forever ringing,
Rest not day nor night;
Thousands only live to bless thee
And confess thee
Lord of might.
2 Thou who art beyond the farthest
Mortal eye can scan,
Can it be that thou regardest
Songs of sinful man?
Can we know that thou art near us
And wilt hear us?
Yea, we can.
3 In Thy house, great God, today we offer
Of Thine own to Thee;
And for Thine acceptance proffer,
All unworthily,
Hearts and minds and hands and voices
in our choicest
Melody.
4 Honor, glory, might, and merit
Thine shall ever be,
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit,
Blessed Trinity:
Of the best that Thou hast given
Earth and heaven
Render Thee.