1 Th' unutterable Word thou art,
O Christ, to sons of men;
Jehovah spake thee from his heart,
And worlds existed then.

2 He spake thee then a law to all
The glorious hierarchy,
And firm decreed their dreadful fall,
Who would not worship thee.

3 By thee, he rules the worlds above,
And all the worlds below;
By thee, he doth his grace and love,
His wrath and justice, shew.

4 Thou, the exalted throne of grace,
The Father's peaceful seat,
Where we with joy behold
And worship at his feet.

5 In thee now sav'd, no more we fear
The curse of Adam's fall;
In thee with boldness we draw near
To God, the judge of all.