1 Most ancient of all mysteries,
Before thy throne we lie;
Have mercy now, most merciful,
Most holy Trinity.

2 When heaven and earth were yet unmade,
When time was yet unknown,
Thou in thy bliss and majesty
Didst live and love alone.

3 Thou wert not born; there was no fount
From which thy Being flowed;
There is no end which Thou canst reach;
But thou art simply God.

4 How wonderful creation is,
The work which thou didst bless,
And O, what then must thou be like,
Eternal loveliness!

5 Most ancient of all mysteries,
Still at thy throne we lie;
Have mercy now, most merciful,
Most holy Trinity.