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O worship the King, all glorious above |
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O gratefully sing His wonderful love |
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Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days |
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Pavillioned in splendor, and girded with praise |
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O tell of His might, O sing of His grace |
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Whose robe is the light and canopy space |
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His chariots of wrath the deep thunderclouds form |
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And dark is His path on the wings of the storm |
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O measureless might, ineffable love |
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While angels delight to worship above |
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Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end |
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Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend |
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Chorus: |
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You alone are the matchless King |
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To You alone be all majesty |
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Your glories and wonders, what tongue can recite? |
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You breathe in the air, You shine in the light |
