17. Oh, Worship the King

1 Oh, worship the King,
All-glorious above,
Oh, gratefully sing
His pow'r and His love,
Our Shield and Defender,
The Ancient of Days,
Pavilioned in splendor
And girded with praise.

2 Oh, tell of His might,
Oh, sing of His grace,
Whose robe is the light,
Whose canopy space!
His chariots of wrath
The deep thunderclouds form,
And dark is His path
On the wings of the storm.

3 This earth, with its store
Of wonders untold,
Almighty, Thy pow'r
Hath founded of old,
Hath stablished it fast
By a changeless decree,
And round it hath cast,
Like a mantle, the sea.

4 Thy bountiful care
What tongues 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.

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!

6 O 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.


Text Information
First Line: Oh, worship the King
Title: Oh, Worship the King
Author: Robert Grant (1832, alt.)
Language: English
Publication Date: 1941
Topic: Adoration: Worship and Praise
Tune Information
Key: G Major
Source: "New Version," Supplement, 1708

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