A Dialogue of Angels and Men: Another

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Glory above be given:
We '11 vie with the celestial host,
And earth shall rival heaven.

Ye angels that in strength excel,
To God your voices raise j
In tenements of clay we dwell,
Yet humbly chant His praise.

To Him ye Hallelujah cry,
Loud as the thunder's noise;
As many waters we reply,
And echo back the voice.

Ten thousand times ten thousand, sing
Ye your Creator's name;
We claim Jehovah for our King,
And we extol the Lamb.

Ye cast your crowns before His throne,
And dare no longer gaze;
We, prostrate at His footstool, own
The wonders of His grace.

Thus let us all for ever lie,
In songs or silence join
To' adore the Majesty on high,
The depth of love Divine.