Scripture Verse

Holy, holy, holy, is the Lord of hosts: the whole earth is full of His glory. Isaiah 6:3


John B. Dykes (1823–1876)

Words: Will­iam W. Fe­re­day & Har­old P. Bark­er (1869–1952).

Music: Nic­aea John B. Dykes, 1861 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know Bark­er’s full name, or where to get a good pho­to of him or Fe­re­day,


Holy, Ho­ly, Ho­ly!
God of grace and glo­ry!
Unto ev­er­last­ing days
Our song shall rise to Thee;
Holy, Ho­ly, Ho­ly!
Merciful and migh­ty!
God re­vealed in Je­sus,
Sacred mys­te­ry.

Holy, ho­ly Fa­ther,
We Thy sons adore Thee:
He, who in Thy bo­som dwells,
Declares to us Thy name;
All Thy love He showed us,
Now as sons be­fore Thee,
Find we our por­tion, Ho­ly,
Wwithout blame.

Jesus, bless­èd Sav­ior,
Son of God most ho­ly,
Equal with the Fa­ther in
Eternal might and love;
Down to earth Thou cam­est,
Humble, meek and low­ly,
Dying, that we might live with
Thee above.

Lord, we now be­hold Thee,
Crowned with bright­est glo­ry!
Every knee must bow to Thee,
Own Thy su­pre­ma­cy;
Every tongue shall own Thee,
Every voice ad­ore Thee,
Slain once, but now en­throned
In majesty!