1 We give immortal praise
to God the Father's love
for all our comforts here,
and better hopes above:
he sent his own eternal Son,
to die for sins that man had done.

2 To God the Son belongs
immortal glory too,
who bought us with his blood
from everlasting woe:
and now he lives, and now he reigns,
and sees the fruit of all his pains.

3 To God the Spirit's name
immortal worship give,
whose new-creating power
makes the dead sinner live:
his work completes the great design,
and fills the soul with joy divine.

4 Almighty God, to thee
be endless honours done,
the undivided Three,
and the mysterious One:
where reason fails with all her powers,
there faith prevails, and love adores.

Isaac Watts (1674-1748)