15    C.M.     Isaac Watts & J. Needham
The Holiness of God. Ps. 111. 9; 145. 17

1 How shall I praise the eternal God,
  That infinite Unknown?
  Who can ascend his high abode,
  Or venture near his throne?

2 Heaven’s brightest lamps, with him compared,
  How mean they look, and dim!
  The holy angels have no spots,
  Yet can’t compare with him.

3 Holy is he in all his works,
  And truth is his delight;
  But sinners, and their wicked ways,
  Shall perish from his sight.

4 None but his favourites may draw near,
  Who stand in Christ complete;
  Those holy ones shall all appear
  And worship at his feet.

5 In Jesus’ image shining bright
  With rapture they adore
  The holy, holy, holy Lord,
  In glory evermore.