O worship the King, all glorious above
O gratefully sing His power and His love
Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days
Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise
Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite
It breathes in the air, it shines in the light
It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain
And sweetly distills in the dew and the rain
Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail
In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail
Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end
Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend
Alternate verses:
O tell of His might, O sing of His grace
Whose robe is the light, Whose canopy space
His chariots of wrath the deep thunderclouds form
And dark is His path on the wings of the storm
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The earth with its store of wonders untold
Almighty, Thy power hath founded of old
Established it fast by a changeless decree
And round it hath cast, like a mantle, the sea
O measureless might! Ineffable love
While angels delight to worship Thee above
The humbler creation, though feeble their lays
With true adoration shall all sing Thy praise
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