Jehovah, God the Fa­ther, bless,
And Thy own work de­fend!
With mer­cy’s out­stretched arms em­brace
And keep us to the end!

Preserve the crea­tures of Thy love,
By pro­vi­den­tial care
Conducted to the realms above,
To sing Thy good­ness there.

Jehovah, God the Son, re­veal
The bright­ness of Thy face;
And all Thy par­doned peo­ple fill
With ple­ni­tude of grace!

Shine forth with all the De­ity,
Which dwells in Thee alone;
And lift us up Thy face to see
On Thy eter­nal throne.

Jehovah, God the Spi­rit, shine,
Father and Son to show!
With bliss in­eff­able, di­vine,
Our ra­vished hearts o’er­flow.

Sure ear­nest of that hap­pi­ness
Which hu­man hope trans­cends,
Be Thou our ev­er­last­ing peace,
When grace in glo­ry ends!