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O Worship The King by Songs Of Praise

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Verse 1:
D G       D            C         D
O worship the King all-glorious above,
  G       D  G    C   G         D   G
O gratefully sing his power and his love:
    D                    G   D          D7
our shield and defender, the Ancient of Days,
  G        D  G            C      D    G
pavilioned in splendor and girded with praise.

Verse 2:
D G       D            C           D
O tell of his might, O sing of his grace,
      G       D   G      C     G   D  G
whose robe is the light, whose canopy space.
    D                     G    D             D7
His chariots of wrath the deep thunderclouds form,
    G       D   G           C        D   G
and dark is his path on the wings of the storm.

Verse 3:
D   G          D            C         D
The earth with its store of wonders untold, 
  G      D    G     C   G       D  G
Almighty your pow’r has founded of old; 
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has ‘stablished it fast by a changeless decree,
    G        D   G            C      D   G
and round it has cast, like a mantle the sea.

Verse 4:
D    G     D              C            D
Your bountiful care, what tongue can recite?
   G           D   G    C  G         D   G
It breathes in the air, it shines in the light;
    D                         G D             D7
it streams from the hills, it descends to the plain,
    G       D G             C       D   G
and sweetly distills in the dew and the rain.

Verse 5:
D     G        D            C         D
Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail,
   G      D  G      C   G        D  G
in you do we trust, nor find you to fail;
     D                    G   D           D7
your mercies, how tender, how firm to the end,
    G      D G         C       D   G
our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend!

Verse 6:
D G       D            C       D
O measureless Might! Ineffable Love!
      G       D G    C  G        D G
While angels delight to hymn you a-bove,
    D                 G      D            D7
the humbler creation, though feeble their lays,
     G     D   G          C       D    G
with true adoration shall lisp to your praise!