The Cyber Hymnal ‎#6489

6489. They All Were Looking for a King

1. They all were looking for a king
To slay their foes and lift them high;
Thou cam’st a little Baby thing
That made a woman cry.

2. O Son of Man, to right my lot
Naught but Thy presence can avail;
Yet on the road Thy wheels are not,
Nor on the sea Thy sail.

3. My fancied ways why should’st Thou heed?
Thou com’st down Thine own secret stair;
Com’st down to answer all my need,
Yes, every bygone prayer.

Text Information

• First Line: They all were looking for a king
• Title: They All Were Looking for a King
• Author: George McDonald (1883)
• Meter: 88.86
• Language: English
• Source: A Threefold Cord: Poems by Three Friends, 1883
• Copyright: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: CHILDHOOD
• Composer: Henry Walford Davies (1923)
• Meter: 88.86
• Incipit: 13565 43211 15671
• Key: G Major
• Copyright: Public Domain