Before the dawn of time began, You spoke and light obeyed Your hand. King of glory, clothed in flame, The Ancient of Days Your throne remains. Kingdoms tremble, stars will fade, Yet still Your word will not decay. Heaven bows, the earth proclaims, The Ancient of Days exalted name. Who is like You, Lord of wonder? Crowned in power, robed in grace. Every knee and tongue will thunder, You alone the Ancient of Days. From everlasting You are God, Unmoved by time, by man, or rod. The nations rise then fade away, But You endure the Ancient of Days. Your fire refines, Your glory blinds, Angels fall in holy praise. Eternal light, consuming flame, Forever You reign the Ancient of Days. Who is like You, Lord of wonder? Crowned in power, robed in grace. Every knee and tongue will thunder, You alone the Ancient of Days.
