Here you will find the Poem We Sing to Thee, Thou Son of God of poet Augustus Montague Toplady
We sing to Thee, Thou Son of God, Fountain of life and grace; We praise Thee, Son of Man, whose blood Redeemed our fallen race. Thee we acknowledge God and Lord, The Lamb for sinners slain; Who art by heaven and earth adored, Worthy o'er both to reign. To Thee all angels cry aloud, Through heaven's extended coasts: - Hail! holy, holy, holy Lord Of glory and of hosts. The cherubim and seraphim Incessant sing to Thee; The worlds and all the powers therein Adore Thy majesty. The prophets' goodly fellowship, In radiant garments dressed, Praise Thee, Thou Son of God, and reap The fulness of Thy rest. The apostles' glorious company Thy righteous praise proclaim: The martyred army glorify Thine everlasting name. Through all the world, Thy churches join To call on Thee their Head, Brightness of majesty Divine, Who every power hast made. Among their number, Lord, we love To sing Thy precious blood. Reign here, and in the worlds above, Thou Holy Lamb of God!