To—“Hail, holy, holy, holy Lord.” 1 A THOUSAND oracles Divine Their common beams unite,* That sinners may with angels join To worship God aright; To praise a Trinity adored By all His host above, And one thrice holy God and Lord Through endless ages love. 2 Triumphant host! they never cease To laud and magnify The Triune God of holiness, Whose glory fills the sky; Whose glory to this earth extends, While God Himself imparts, And the whole Trinity descends Into our faithful hearts. 3 By faith