Holy, holy, holy, author of creation!
Early in the morning 
	our song shall rise to thee;
Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty;
Who was, and is, and evermore shall be.

Holy, holy, holy, though the darkness hide thee,
Hindered by our vanities 
	we have not eyes to see.
Only thou art holy, there is none beside thee,
Perfect in power, in love, and purity.

Holy, holy, holy, author of creation!
All thy works shall praise thy name
	in earth and sky and sea;
Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty;
Who was, and is, and evermore shall be.
