Thou, Whom Their Maker Heav’n and Earth

Thou

whom their mak­er Heav’n and earth

Their king the an­gels own

Son

who through bound­less ag­es shar’st

Th’al­migh­ty Fa­ther’s throne;

Who Ad­am

in Thy im­age made

Call’dst forth at na­ture’s birth

And man be­came a liv­ing soul

With body formed of earth:

When Sa­tan’s en­vy and de­ceit

Had hu­man kind de­faced

By Thee was man’s pri­me­val form

Incarnate Lord

re­placed;

Thee

of the vir­gin born of old

Now new born from the tomb

Who bidd’st us bur­ied from the grave

With Thee re­viv­ing come.

Thou

liv­ing Shep­herd

dost Thy flock

In bath bap­tis­mal lave

The cleans­ing la­ver of our souls

And of our sins the grave:

By Thee was borne the cross

the debt

For our trans­gress­ions owed;

From Thee

the price of our re­lease

The blood spon­ta­ne­ous flowed.

That Thou each year our pas­chal joy

Mayst be

Thy serv­ants give

Regenerate from the death of sin

In ho­li­ness to live:

So in per­pe­tu­al hymns shalt Thou

Who from the dead wast raised

The Fa­ther

and the Ho­ly Ghost

Eternally be praised.