Glory in highest heaven to our exalted Saviour, who left behind for all mankind these tokens of his favour: his bleeding love and mercy, his all-redeeming passion; who here displays, and gives the grace which brings us our salvation. Louder than gathered waters, or bursting peals of thunder, we lift our voice and speak our joys, and shout our loving wonder. Shout, all our elder brethren, while we record the story of him that came and suffered shame, to carry us to glory. Angels in fixed amazement around our altars hover, with eager gaze adore the grace of our eternal Lover, himself and all his fulness who gives to the believer; and by this bread whoe'er are fed shall live with God for ever.