O worship the King, all glorious above
O gratefully sing His wonderful love
Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days
Pavilioned in splender, and girded with praise
O tell of His might, O sing of His grace
Whose robe is the light and canopy space
His chariots of wrath the deep thunderclouds form
And dark is His path on the wings of the storm
O measureless might, ineffable love
While angels delight to worship above
Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end
Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend
You alone are the matchless King
To You alone be all majesty
Your glories and wonders, what tongue can recite?
You breathe in the air, You shine in the light
The Lord is the King of all the earth!
The Heavens and the earth quake at the sound of His name!
All nations will come and bow the knee.
All the kings and rulers in the earth will fall on their faces before his throne.
Their kingdoms will pass away, but yours, O Lord, will never pass away.
You reign forever and ever!
Jesus is King. Jesus is Lord.
Maranatha, Maranatha,
Come, Lord Jesus, Come.
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