I do
know a king
Who
sits on his throne
Gathered
around him they sing
Angels
with their glorious tone
Who
hath made all things
Who no
one hath made
Whose
glory before man hath laid
To whom
man return when the bell rings
His
glory fills his temple
He
rules the whole universe
For man
when he ate the forbidden
He
brought on his son the curse
So let
every man and soul
Come
and bow before his throne
Who all
things man lack own
And can
fulfill man’s purpose
What
then can we give?
If not
praise to the king!
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