Holy is the Lord our God;

Robed in dazzling, wondrous light.

Purer than eyes can behold –

All must prostrate at the sight.

Who has strength to stand before

Him who makes the angels fear?

Scoffers lips shall bray no more,

When they at His throne appear.

 

Holy is the Lord our God;

Set apart from evil’s stain.

Far beyond man’s highest thought,

Is the splendor of His name.

Could we measure heaven’s breadth,

It would not a fraction boast

Near unmeasured holiness –

Next to Yahweh, God of hosts.

 

Holy is the Lord our God;

Fierce with wrath, and eyes aflame.

How at once all sin is caught

Bare in His omniscient gaze.

By no means will Yahweh hold

Guiltless him who breaks His law;

But to whom His love enfolds:

Life, and grace, and peace, and all!

 

Holy is the Lord our God;

How then may I dare approach?

Sin has cast me further off

Than the reach my deeds could hope.

Only by the blood of Christ –

Taken hold by faith alone –

Fully righteous in Your eyes;

Standing pure before the throne.