1. Mighty God, while angels bless you,
May an infant lisp your name?
Lord of mortals and of angels,
You are ev’ry creature’s theme.

2. Lord of ev’ry land and nation,
Ancient of eternal days,
Sounded through the wide creation
By your just and lawful praise:

3. For the grandeur of your nature,
Grand beyond a seraph’s thought,
For created works of power,
Works with skill and kindness wrought.

4. For your providence, which governs
Through your empire’s wide domain,
Wings an angel, guides a sparrow:
Blessèd be your gentle reign.

5. Brightness of the Father’s glory,
Shall your praise unuttered lie?
Fly my tongue to such a silence!
Sing the Lord who came to die.

6. Did archangels sing your coming?
Did the shepherds learn their lays?
Shame would cover me ungrateful
Should my tongue refuse to praise.