There is none, O Lord, like Thee,
Thou Son of the Father’s love;
Creator of everything I see,
In the visible sphere surrounding me,
And of unseen things above.
There is none—there is none like Thee,
Thou well-beloved of God,
In the increate eternity,
And on earth which Thy feet have trod
There is none, O Lord, like Thee.
There is none in heaven like Thee,
Thou hast no rival there.
Thy might and Thy glorious majesty,
Thine infinite supremacy,
The hierarchs declare.
There is none—there is none like Thee
Angelic hosts among.
Head of all principality,
Seraph and cherub strong,
There is none, O Lord, like Thee.
There is none on earth like Thee,
Keep silence, princes all.
Kings, rulers, judges, bend the knee.
Hear ye, and fear the divine decree.
Before His footstool fall.
There is none—there is none like Thee
Among the sons of men.
Great is Thy kingly dignity,
Thou chief of thousands ten.
There is none, O Lord, like Thee.
There is none with such wealth of grace
In the heart’s deep fountains stored.
In the sacred and celestial place,
By things illustrious and base,
Be Thy peerless name adored.
There is none—there is none like Thee
To creation’s utmost end.
Lord of the heaven, the earth, the sea.
Redeemer, Lover, Friend.
There is none, O Lord, like Thee.
There is none with a love like Thine,
So sovereign, tried, and true.
Which brought Thee down from the heights divine
To die the death that was justly mine,
And me to create anew.
There is none—there is none like Thee
My life, my righteousness,
Whom soon in Thy glory I shall see
Firstborn among God’s noblesse.
There is none, O Lord, like Thee.