Thrice Holy

Awakened to the holiness of God.
The rumblings of thunder,
pillar of cloud and fire, all the earth tremble.
Man awakened to Your holiness.
Your presence, slay utter sinfulness.
All conducts bared.
Grievous ways surveyed.
The chasm vast, the distance wide.

Holy, holy, holy is the LORD of hosts.
Thrice holy God, Your glory consumes.
Thrice holy God, Your glory overwhelms.
Sinners bear not the weight of Your glory.

What then can draw me close to You?
What then can draw me close to You?
Only the blood of the Lamb.
Behold the man on the cross.
Behold God incarnate, the only Mediator.
Behold Christ Jesus, the only Savior.

Join the chorus of the heavenly hosts,
A ceaseless cry, “Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty!”

Let every nation sing, let every tongue confess, “You are Lord of Creation.”
Glorious in deeds. Majestic in holiness.