Outweighed the monuments of man,
By one ascendant flower-spire,
While all the nations’ labor builds
Heap upon heap, fuel for the fire.
Beyond the mightiest palace mount
Shall stand a people, stars aflame
Within Thy heart, as living stones,
Each built a temple for Thy name.
Now choose us for Thy temple, Lord;
Unite our hearts in fear of Thee.
In lowliness, we bow, adore;
Alone Thy name shall matchless be.