How great the bright angelic host
who praise the Lord on high,
but greater still is Christ, God’s Son,
enthroned at his side.
How great is Christ, God’s radiance;
how great is Christ, God’s Son.
Our Prophet, King, and great High Priest,
the vict’ry he has won.
How great were men like Abraham,
who trusted in the Lord,
but greater still is Christ, the Way,
the living, holy Word.
How great is Christ, God’s radiance;
how great is Christ, God’s Son.
Our Prophet, King, and great High Priest,
the vict’ry he has won.
How great were Aaron and his line,
performing sacred rites,
but greater still is Christ, High Priest,
himself the sacrifice.
How great is Christ, God’s radiance;
how great is Christ, God’s Son.
Our Prophet, King, and great High Priest,
the vict’ry he has won.
How great the tent within their midst,
built up by human hands,
but greater still Christ’s heav’nly home,
forever it shall stand.
How great is Christ, God’s radiance;
how great is Christ, God’s Son.
Our Prophet, King, and great High Priest,
the vict’ry he has won.
Take care to fix your eyes on Christ,
the author of true faith.
Draw near to God; hold fast to hope;
give sacrificial praise.
How great is Christ, God’s radiance;
how great is Christ, God’s Son.
Our Prophet, King, and great High Priest,
the vict’ry he has won.