Round the Lord in glory seated, Cherubim and seraphim Filled His temple, and repeated Each to each the alternate hymn; ‘Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven; Earth is with its fullness stored; Unto Thee be glory given; Holy, holy, holy, Lord.’ Heaven is still with glory ringing, Earth takes up the angels’ cry ’Holy, holy, holy,’ singing, ’Lord of hosts, the Lord most high. With His seraph train before Him, With His holy Church below, Thus conspire we to adore Him, Bid we thus our anthem flow;