142. Bright king of glory, dreadful God!

1 Bright king of glory, dreadful God!
Our spirits bow before thy feet:
To thee we lift an humble thought,
And worship at thine awful seat.

2 A thousand seraphs strong and bright
Stand round the glorious Deity;
But who, among those sons of light,
Pretends comparison with thee?

3 Yet there is One of human frame,
Jesus, arrayed in flesh and blood,
Thinks it no robbery to claim
A full equality with God.

4 Then let the name of Christ our King
With equal honors be adored;
His praise let every angel sing,
And all the nations own the Lord.

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First Line: Bright king of glory, dreadful God!
Author: Watts
Meter: L. M.
Publication Date: 1873
Scripture: ; ;
Topic: Christ: Divinity; King of Glory
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