Sanctification
The sixfold wingèd angels cry
To Him, Who hates iniquity:
Holy art Thou, O Lord!
Holy art Thou!
The mighty ones of earth do call
To Him, Who has created all:
Blessed art Thou, O Lord!
Blessed art Thou!
They, who in radiance shine, proclaim
Of Him, Who wrought them out of flame:
Holy art Thou, O Lord!
Holy art Thou!
Those doubly tried by flood and fire
United chant in frequent choir:
Blessed art Thou, O Lord!
Holy and blest!
Pure spheres celestial echoing round,
With voice of sweetest song resound:
Holy art Thou, O Lord!
Holy art Thou!
All those redeemèd not by gold,
Repeat in faith and joy untold:
Blessed art Thou, O Lord!
Blessed art Thou!
They who pass swiftly to and fro
Make answer, as they come and go:
Holy art Thou, O Lord!
Holy art Thou!
Who seek His law, and testify
That there is none beside Him, cry:
Blessed art Thou, O Lord!
Holy and blest!
The hosts of radiant seraphs call
To Him, most glorious of them all:
Holy art Thou, O Lord!
Holy art Thou!
The sons of mighty men declare
His majesty beyond compare:
Blessed art Thou, O Lord!
Blessed art Thou!
All they who glorify His name,
With every morn anew proclaim:
Holy art Thou, O Lord!
Holy art Thou!
Israel, His people, ceaselessly
Cry as they bend and bow the knee:
Blessed art Thou, O Lord!
Holy and blest.
Those shining as a crystal spring,
Chant in the presence of their King:
Holy art Thou, O Lord!
Holy art Thou!
The stranger's children evermore
The mighty Lord of lords adore.
Blessed art Thou, O Lord!
Blessed art Thou!
Those who of fire are fashioned, crowd
On crowd unnumbered, chant aloud:
Holy art Thou, O Lord!
Holy art Thou!
They cry, whom He has freed from thrall,
And His inheritance does call:
Blessed art Thou, O Lord!
Holy and blest.
Pure visions, bathed in endless light,
Declare 'midst radiance infinite:
Holy art Thou, O Lord!
Holy art Thou!
Who to the covenant adhere,
The remnant saved, cry loud and clear:
Blessed art Thou, O Lord!
Blessed art Thou!
'Neath folded wings, in cadence meet,
The glorious ones each hour repeat:
Holy art Thou, O Lord!
Holy art Thou!
She, who among the nations dwells,
Chosen, apart, His glory tells:
Holy art Thou, O Lord!
Holy and blest!
The high exalted ones make known
Of Him, Who fills the heavenly throne:
Holy art Thou, O Lord!
Holy art Thou!
They who their God each day proclaim
“Awful in deeds,” exalt His name:
Blessed art Thou, O Lord!
Blessed art Thou!
Those who are awe-inspiring say
Of Him more awful far than they:
Holy art Thou, O Lord!
Holy art Thou!
To all creation's King of kings,
From earth, from heaven, responsive rings:
Holy art Thou, O Lord!
Holy and blest!
Joseph Ibn Abitur.