We sing to Thee, Thou Son of God, <br />Fountain of life and grace; <br />We praise Thee, Son of Man, whose blood <br />Redeemed our fallen race. <br /> <br />Thee we acknowledge God and Lord, <br />The Lamb for sinners slain; <br />Who art by heaven and earth adored, <br />Worthy o'er both to reign. <br /> <br />To Thee all angels cry aloud, <br />Through heaven's extended coasts: - <br />Hail! holy, holy, holy Lord <br />Of glory and of hosts. <br /> <br />The cherubim and seraphim <br />Incessant sing to Thee; <br />The worlds and all the powers therein <br />Adore Thy majesty. <br /> <br />The prophets' goodly fellowship, <br />In radiant garments dressed, <br />Praise Thee, Thou Son of God, and reap <br />The fulness of Thy rest. <br /> <br />The apostles' glorious company <br />Thy righteous praise proclaim: <br />The martyred army glorify <br />Thine everlasting name. <br /> <br />Through all the world, Thy churches join <br />To call on Thee their Head, <br />Brightness of majesty Divine, <br />Who every power hast made. <br /> <br />Among their number, Lord, we love <br />To sing Thy precious blood. <br />Reign here, and in the worlds above, <br />Thou Holy Lamb of God!<br /><br />Augustus Montague Toplady<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-sing-to-thee-thou-son-of-god/
