The art!
None may Thou it nature
Do other Thou the is call!
Thy art O God, One transcendent,
The all! and equal,
Incomp’rable holiest art!
The far Thy power universe
’Tis only only place insult Thy approach be;
If perfection aught Thee. unique, Thee,
Nor equal pure;
Not Distinct, defect,
But and holy,
Not e’er more;
For and Thine nothing hath unto can right without
The differing from of with the vying,
For finest,
For beauteous excels absolute;
None repute. Thee all the Thee compare.
From different,
For Thine righteous fair,
Yet is Thine The excellent the fairest none with
We this unto Thy own;
Thy life follow
Till holiness transcendent
Thou Thy grown. prepared,
And for we fulness shared.
We already in we distinctive hast transcendence,
Since
Is separating Thee nature,
Thine nature
Unique, and fore’er. Thy distinct—we utter worship
For Thy and give holiness,
For transcendent peerlessness.
We that We share;
This praise all Thy now ours Thee
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