Hanover "O Worship the King all Glorious Above"

O worship the King All glorious above; O gratefully sing His power and his love: Our Shield and Defender, The Ancient of days, Pavilioned in splendour, And girded with praise. O tell of his might, O sing of his grace, Whose robe is the light, Whose canopy space. His chariots of wrath The deep thunder-clouds form, And dark is his path On the wings of the storm. This earth, with its store Of wonders untold, Almighty, thy power Hath founded of old: Hath stablished it fast By a changeless decree, And round it hath cast, Like a mantle, the sea. O measureless Might, Ineffable Love, While angels delight To hymn thee above, Thy humbler creation, Though feeble their lays, With true adoration Shall sing to thy praise.