Thou art the everlasting Word,
The Father's only Son;
God manifest, God seen and heard,
The heaven's belovèd One;
Worthy, O Lamb of God, art Thou
That every knee to Thee should bow.
In Thee most perfectly expressed,
The Father's self doth shine;
Fullness of Godhead, too: the Blest,
Eternally divine.
Worthy, O Lamb of God, art Thou
That every knee to Thee should bow.
Image of th' Infinite Unseen,
Whose being none can know;
Brightness of light no eye hath seen,
God's love revealed below.
Worthy, O Lamb of God, art Thou
That every knee to Thee should bow.
The higher mysteries of Thy fame
The creature's grasp transcend;
The Father only Thy blest name
Of Son can comprehend.
Worthy, O Lamb of God, art Thou
That every knee to Thee should bow.
Yet loving Thee, on whom His love
Ineffable doth rest,
The worshippers, O Lord, above,
As one with Thee, are blest:
Worthy, O Lamb of God, art Thou
That every knee to Thee should bow.
Of the vast universe of bliss,
The center Thou, and Sun;
Th' eternal theme of praise is this,
To heaven's belovèd One:
Worthy, O Lamb of God, art Thou
That every knee to Thee should bow.