H-035O Worship The King

O worship the King, all glorious above,

and greatfully sing His wonderful love;

our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days,

Pavilioned in splendor and girded with praise.

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.

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!