though the darkness hideth thee sinful man thy glory not see but holy thou art holy there is none like thee there is none like thee cherubims and seraphims they bow down and worship him great thy royal diadem ever more shall be ever more shall be holy thou art holy there is none beside thee perfect is thy majesty love and purity love and purity though your skies clouded with fear and your victory seems so near but remember thou art holy he can do all things he can do all things holy 