God

Have mercy on us, God Most High!
Who lift our hearts to Thee;
Have mercy on us worms of earth,
Most holy Trinity!

Most ancient of all mysteries!
Before Thy throne we lie;
Have mercy now, most merciful,
Most holy Trinity!

When heaven and earth were yet
When time was yet unknown,
Thou in Thy bliss and majesty
Didst live and love alone!

Thou wert not born; there was no fount
From which Thy Being flowed;
There is no end which Thou canst reach:
But Thou art simply God.

How wonderful creation is,
The work that Thou didst bless;
And, oh! what then must Thou be like,
Eternal Loveliness?

How beautiful the Angels are,
The Saints how bright in bliss;
But with Thy beauty, Lord!
compared,

How dull, how poor is this!
No wonder Saints have died of love,
No wonder hearts can break,
Pure hearts that once have learned to love

God for His own dear sake.
O listen, then, Most Pitiful!
To Thy poor creature's heart;
It blesses Thee that Thou art God,

That Thou art what Thou art!
Most ancient of all mysteries!
Still at Thy throne we lie;
Have mercy now, most merciful,

Most holy Trinity!