Praise to the holiest in the height,
And in the depth be praised,
In all his words most wonderful,
Most sure in all his ways.

O loving wisdom of our God!
When all was sin and shame,
A second Adam to the fight,
And to the rescue came.

O wisest love! That flesh and blood,
Which did in Adam fail,
Should strive afresh, against the foe,
Should strive and should prevail.

And that a higher gift than grace
Should flesh and blood refine,
God's presence and his very self
And Essence all divine.

O gen'rous love! That he who smote,
In man for man thee foe,
The double agony in man,
For man should undergo.

And in the garden secretly,
And on the Cross on high
Should teach his brethren, and inspire,
To suffer and to die.

Praise to the Holiest in the height,
And in the depth be praise,
In all his words most wonderful,
Most sure in all his ways.