Words: , Hymns De­vo­tion­al and Mor­al, 1768.

Music: Twenty-Fourth, in the Re­po­si­to­ry of Sac­red Mu­sic, Part Se­cond, by (Har­ris­burg, Penn­syl­van­ia: 1813); variously attributed to or .

Holy and reverend is the Name
Of our eternal King:
Thrice holy Lord, the angels cry;
Thrice holy, let us sing.

Heaven’s brightest lamps with Him compared,
How mean they look and dim!
The fairest angels have their spots,
When once compared with Him.

Holy is He in all his works,
And truth is His delight;
But sinners and their wicked ways
Shall perish from His sight.

The deepest reverence of the mind,
Pay, O my soul, to God;
Lift with thy hands a holy heart
To His sublime abode.

With sacred awe pronounce His Name,
Whom words nor thoughts can reach;
A broken heart shall please Him more
Than the best forms of speech.

Thou holy God! preserve my soul
From all pollution free;
The pure in heart are Thy delight,
And they Thy face shall see.