Oh, worship the King

- Oh, worship the King,
- all glorious above!
- Oh, gratefully sing
- His power and His love;
- our Shield and Defender,
- the Ancient of Days,
- pavilioned in splendour,
- and girded with praise.
- Oh, tell of His might,
- oh, 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.
- 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 distils
- 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.
- Oh, measureless Might,
- ineffable Love,
- while angels delight
- to hymn Thee above,
- Thy humbler creation,
- though feeble their lays,
- with true adoration
- shall sing to Thy praise.
Album: English Hymns, Artist: Robert Grant, Language: English, Viewed: 647 times