XVIII. How glorious is our heavenly King

I How glorious is our heavenly King,
Who reigns above the sky?
How shall a child presume to sing
His dreadful Majesty?

II How great his pow'r is none can tell,
Nor think how large his grace;
Not men below, nor saints that dwell
On high before his face.

III Not angels, that stand round the Lord,
Can search his secret will;
But they perform his heav'nly word,
And sing his praises still.

IV Then let me join this holy train,
And my first off'rings bring:
Th’ eternal God will not disdain
To hear an infant sing.

V My heart resolves, my tongue obeys;
And angels shall rejoice
To hear their mighty Maker’s praise
Sound from a feeble voice.

Text Information
First Line: How glorious is our heavenly King
Meter: Short Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1787
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