1 God Himself is with us;
Let us now adore Him,
And with reverence come before Him.
God is here among us;
All distractions end we,
And ourselves in homage bend we.
God to name,
God to claim,
Renders us most lowly,
Makes our hearts His wholly.

2 Thou pervadest all things;
Let Thy radiant beauty
Light mine eyes to see my duty;
As the tender flowers
Eagerly unfold them,
To the sunlight calmly hold them,
So let me,
Quietly
In Thy rays imbue me,
Let Thy light shine through me.

3 Most majestic Being!
May I rightly praise Thee,
And to Thy high service raise me;
May I, as Thine angels,
In Thy presence place me,
That each moment I may face Thee,
And in all,
Great and small,
Seek to do most nearly
That Thou lovest dearly.