Exalted Love, we praise your name,
and in your strength rejoice.
Forgiven, freed, we spread your fame,
and make a joyful noise!
Earth, with its caverns dark and deep,
is held within your hand.
You tell the seas what bounds to keep,
and where the hills must stand.
We gather, worship and bow down,
our Maker to adore.
Above all gods you reign alone -
One God, for evermore.
You are the Shepherd, we the sheep,
safe-guided by your hand.
Our pasture is not rough and steep,
but level, watered land.
When we go stubbornly astray
and put you to the test,
our joy departs, our tempers fray,
and we can get no rest.
Then let us harden not our hearts,
but kneel before your face,
and live, created by your power,
as children of your grace.