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



Chorus:

You alone are the matchles 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