Lo God is here let us adore

Verse 1

Lo! God is here; let us adore, and own how dreadful is this place; let all within us feel His pow'r, and humbly bow before His face. Who knows His pow'r, His grace who proves, serve Him with awe, with rev'rence love.

Verse 2

Lo! God is here, whom day and night united choirs of angels praise; to Him, enthroned above all height, the host of heav'n their anthems raise. Disdain not, Lord, our meaner song, who praise Thee with a stamm'ring tongue.

Verse 3

Almighty Father, may our praise Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill; still may we stand before Thy face, still hear and do Thy sov'reign will. To God whom earth and heav'n adore, be praise and glory evermore.