The Service of the King
VERSE 1
I pledge
my spirit loyal
To the
service of the King;
The
privilege is royal,
In the
service of the King;
I pledge
to Him forever
My
loftiest endeavor,
And
naught my soul shall sever
From the
service of the King.
Reff
In the
service of the King
My
sweetest songs I’ll sing,
While I
with joy my pow’rs employ,
In the
service of the King.
VERSE 2
There is
no joy so holy
As the
service of the King;
There’s
room for e’en the lowly
In the
service of the King;
If all
the world but knew Him,
How all
would hasten to Him,
And
highest honor do Him,
In the
service of the King.
VERSE 3
In
yonder realms immortal
There is
service for the King;
We pass
the shining portal
To the
service of the King;
Amid the
glories o’er Him,
Where
angel hosts adore Him,
I, too,
shall stand before him,
In the
service of the King.
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