Isaiah, Mighty Seer

Isaiah

migh­ty seer

in days of old

The Lord of all in spir­it did be­hold

High on a lof­ty throne

in splen­dor bright

With flow­ing train that filled the tem­ple quite.

Above the throne were state­ly se­ra­phim;

Six wings had they

these mes­sen­gers of Him.

With twain they veiled their fac­es

as was meet

With twain in rev­er­ent awe they hid their feet

And with the oth­er twain aloft they soared

One to the oth­er called and praised the Lord:

Holy is God

the Lord of Sa­ba­oth!

Holy is God

the Lord of Sa­ba­oth!

Holy is God

the Lord of Sa­ba­oth!

Behold

His glo­ry fill­eth all the earth!

The beams and lin­tels tremb­led at the cry

And clouds of smoke en­wrapped the throne on high.