P8a. O Lord, our heavenly King

1 O Lord, our heavenly King,
Thy Name is all Divine;
Thy Glories round the Earth are spread,
And o'er the Heav'ns they shine.

2 When to thy Works on high
I raise my wond'ring Eyes,
And see the Moon complete in Light
Adorn the darksome Skies

3 When I survey the Stars,
And all their shining Forms,
Lord, what is Man, that worthless Thing,
A kin to Dust and Worms?

4 Lord, what is worthless Man,
That thou shouldst love him so?
Next to thine Angels is he plac'd,
And Lord of all below.

5 Thine Honours crown his Head,
While Beasts, like Slaves obey,
And Birds that cut the Air with Wings,
And Fish that cleave the Sea.

6 How rich thy Bounties are!
And wond'rous are thy Ways:
Of Dust and Worms thy Pow'r can frame
A Monument of Praise.

7 [Out of the Mouths of Babes
And Sucklings, thou canst draw
Surprizing Honours to thy Name,
And strike the World with Awe.

8 O Lord, our heav'nly King,
Thy Name is all Divine:
Thy Glories round the Earth are spread,
And o'er the Heav'ns they shine.]

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First Line: O Lord, our heavenly King
Meter: Short Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1766
Scripture:
Topic: Adam the first and second: their Dominion; Christ: exalted to the kingdom; Christ: his condescension and glorification (17 more...)
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