What our dim eyes could never see,
Is plain and naked in thy sight;
What thickest darkness vails, to thee
Shines clearly as the morning light.
3 Thine, Lord, is holiness, alone:
Justice and truth before thee stand:
Yet, nearer to thy sacred throne,
Love ever dwells at thy right hand.
And to thy love and ceaseless care,
Father! this light, this breath, we owe;