O worship the King,

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CGS No.: 
11

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