17 - How shall I sing that majesty? (c)

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1. How shall I sing that majesty which angels do admire? Let dust in dust and silence lie; sing, sing, ye heav'nly choir. Thousands of thousands stand around Thy throne, O God most high; ten thousand times ten thousand sound Thy praise; but who am I?
2. Thy brightness unto them appears, while I Thy footsteps trace; a sound of God comes to my ears, but they behold Thy face: I shall, I fear, be dark and cold, with all my fire and light; yet when Thou dost accept their gold, Lord, treasure up my mite.
3. Enlighten with faith's light my heart, inflame it with love's fire, then shall I sing and take my part with that celestial choir. They sing because Thou art their Sun; Lord, send a beam on me; for where heav'n is but once begun, there alleluias be.
4. How great a being Lord, is Thine, which doth all beings keep! Thy knowledge is the only line to sound so vast a deep: Thou art a Sea without a shore, a Sun without a sphere; Thy time is now and evermore, Thy place is ev'rywhere.