A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy ‎#25

25. O Lord, our heavenly King!

1 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.

2 When to Thy works above
I raise my wond’ring eyes,
And see the moon, thy hands have form'd,
In all her splendour rise:

3 When I survey the stars,
That fill the vaulted sky:—
Lord, what is man, that he should stand,
In thy regard so high?

4 Or what the son of man,
That he should be thy care,
And in the bounties of thy grace
Possess so large a share.

5 Tho' offspring of the dust,
(How vast the debt we owe!)
Next to thine angels we are plac'd,
And lords of all below.

6 Appointed for our use,
The subject beasts obey,
And birds that cut the air with wings,
And fish that cleave the sea.

7 How rich thy favours are!
How wondrous are thy ways!
Of dust and worms thy pow'r can frame,
A monument of praise.

Text Information

• First Line: O Lord, our heavenly King!
• Meter: SM
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1814
• Topic: Praise and Thanksgiving

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