Worship The Lord

Last week I went to church with my mom and dad at their lovely old church in Branson, MO at the College of the Ozarks.

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 splendor, and girded with praise.

Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail,
in thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail;
thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end,
our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend.