Yet while at length, who scorn'd thy Might
Shall feel Thee a consuming Fire,
How sweet the Joys, the Crown how bright
Of those who to thy Love aspire!
All Creatures praise th' Eternal Name!
Ye Hosts that to his Courts belong,
Cherubic Quires, Seraphic Flames,
Awake the everlasting Song.
Thrice Holy, Thine the Kingdom is,
The Pow'r omnipotent is Thine,
And when created Nature dies
Thy never-ceasing Glories shine.