They who pass swiftly to and fro Make answer, as they come and go: Holy art Thou, O Lord! Holy art Thou! Who seek His law, and testify That there is none beside Him, cry: Blessed art Thou, O Lord! Holy and blest! The hosts of radiant seraphs call To Him, most glorious of them all: Holy art Thou, O Lord! Holy art Thou! The sons of mighty men declare His majesty beyond compare: Blessed art Thou, O Lord! Blessed art Thou! All they who glorify His name, With every morn anew proclaim: Holy art Thou, O Lord! Holy art Thou! Israel, His people, ceaselessly Cry as they bend and bow the knee: Blessed art Thou, O Lord! Holy and blest. Those shining as a crystal spring, Chant in the presence of their King: Holy art Thou, O Lord! Holy art Thou! The stranger’s children evermore The mighty Lord of lords adore. Blessed art Thou, O Lord! Blessed art Thou! Those who of fire are fashioned, crowd On crowd unnumbered, chant aloud: Holy art Thou, O Lord! Holy art Thou! They cry, whom He has freed from thrall, And His inheritance does call: Blessed art Thou, O Lord! Holy and blest. Pure visions, bathed in endless light, Declare ’midst radiance infinite: Holy art Thou, O Lord! Holy art Thou! Who to the covenant adhere, The remnant saved, cry loud and clear: Blessed art Thou, O Lord! Blessed art Thou! ’Neath folded wings, in cadence meet, The glorious ones each hour repeat: Holy art Thou, O Lord! Holy art Thou! She, who among the nations dwells, Chosen, apart, His glory tells: Holy art Thou, O Lord! Holy and blest! The high exalted ones make known Of Him, Who fills the heavenly throne: Holy art Thou, O Lord! Holy art Thou! They who their God each day proclaim “Awful in deeds,” exalt His name: Blessed art Thou, O Lord! Blessed art Thou! Those who are awe-inspiring say Of Him more awful far than they: Holy art Thou, O Lord! Holy art Thou! To all creation’s King of kings, From earth, from heaven, responsive rings: Holy art Thou, O Lord! Holy and blest! JOSEPH IBN ABITUR. Hymn Of Praise O God of earth and heaven, Spirit and flesh are Thine! Thou hast in wisdom given Man’s inward light divine, And unto him Thy grace accords The gift of spoken words. The world was fashioned by Thy will, Nor didst Thou toil at it, for still Thy breath did Thy design fulfil.