How
shall I sing that majesty That angels do admire?
Their thunderous voices bid me come, Sing, sing, O heavenly choir!
The planets spin in sheer delight, As galaxies conspire To fill the universe
with light.
Sing, sing, O heavenly choir!
Sing, all you angels gathered round The throne of God most high.
Sing with the saints in all created things To praise the Lord of life.
The saints who lived and died in grace Have found their heart's desire.
Gaze upon the Saviour's face.
Sing, sing, O heavenly choir!
Sing, all you angels gathered round The throne of God most high.
Sing with the saints in all created things To praise the Lord of life.
So
let my voice resound with those Whose praise will never die.
His Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
Sing, sing, O heavenly choir!
Sing, all you angels gathered round The throne of God most high.
Sing with the saints in all created things To praise the Lord of life.
Sing, all you angels gathered round The throne of God most high.
Sing with the saints in all created things To praise the Lord of life.