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The Lord Is King
The Lord is King, and weareth
A robe of glory bright:
He clothed with strength appeareth,
And girt with powerful might.
The earth He hath so grounded
That moved it cannot be;
His throne long since was founded,
More old than time is He.
The waters highly flowed,
And raised their voice, O Lord;
The seas their fury showed,
And loud their billows roar'd.
But God in strength excelleth
Strong seas and powerful deeps;
With Him all pureness dwelleth,
And firm His truth He keeps.
poem
by
George Wither
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