O worship the King,

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    Verse 1
    O worship the King,
    All glorious above;
    O gratefully sing
    His power and His love;
    Our shield and defender,
    The Ancient of days,
    Pavillioned in splendour,
    And girded with praise.

    Verse 2
    O tell of His might,
    O sing of His grace,
    Whose robe is the light,
    Whose canopy space;
    His chariots of wrath
    The deep thunder-clouds form,
    And dark is His path
    On the wings of the storm.

    Verse 3
    The earth with its store
    Of wonders untold,
    Almighty! Thy power
    Hath founded of old,
    Hath stablished it fast
    By a changeless decree,
    And round it hath cast,
    Like a mantle, the sea

    Verse 4
    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.

    Verse 5
    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!

    Verse 6
    O measureless Might!
    Ineffable Love!
    While angels delight
    To hymn Thee above,
    The humbler creation,
    Though feeble their lays,
    With true adoration
    Shall lisp to Thy praise