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                            O Worship the King


1.   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.

2.   O tell of His might! O sing of His grace! His garment is light, His canopy is
     space. His chariots of wrath the deep thunderclouds form, And dark is His
     path on the wings of the storm.

3.   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.

4.   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!