How, for fear and sense of dread
The universe at large did shake
When You, Incarnate Word of God
Shut up the mouth that brought forth all
The skies, and seas, and moons to wax and wake!
Where they the first time you'd not spake
Since our fierce and fatal fall?
It is a wonder we survived at all
And were not thereby rendered dead
But you had cleaved it to yourself instead
And paid the fiend his ransom - How odd
To Be raised up; To know we're friends of God!