O Lord, Our God, Almighty King

 

VERSE 1

O Lord, our God, almighty King,

We fain would make this temple ring

With our adoring praise;

And joining with the ransomed host,

To Father, Son and Holy Ghost,

Our grateful songs we raise,

Our grateful songs we raise.

 

VERSE 2

The heav’n of heav’ns cannot contain

Thy majesty, and in Thy train

Thy archangel veils his face;

Yet curtained tent or temple fair,

If humble contrite hearts be there,

May be Thy resting place,

May be Thy resting place.

 

VERSE 3

We sing Thy wondrous works and ways;

We sing the glorious displays

Of love and power divine;

In all our past, Thy matchless grace,

Hath been vouchsafed within this place

The glory e’er be Thine,

The glory e’er be Thine.

 

VERSE 4

These courts renewed and made more meet

For Thine abode, low at Thy feet

With prayer, to Thee we bring;

Hear and forgive; Thy love distill;

This temple with Thy glory fill;

Our Father and our King,

Our Father and our King!

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