1 God himself is with us;
let us now adore him,
and with awe appear before him.
God is in his temple;
all within keep silence,
prostrate lie with deepest reverence.
Him alone do we own
as our God and Savior;
praise his name forever.
2 God himself is with us;
hear the harps resounding!
See the crowds the throne surrounding!
""Holy, holy, holy, ""
hear the hymn ascending,
angels, saints, their voices blending!
Bow your ear to us here;
hear, O Christ, the praises
that your church now raises.
3 Fount of every blessing,
purify my spirit,
trusting only in your merit.
Like the holy angels
who behold your glory,
may I ceaselessly adore you,
and in all, great and small,
seek to do most nearly
what you love so dearly.
