O w^Aborship the King, all ^Ebglorious a^Ebbove And g^Abratefully sing His w^Ebonderful l^Above Our Sh^Ebield and Defender, the Ancient of Days Pav^Abilioned in splendor, and g^Ebirded with p^Abraise.

O t^Abell of His might, O s^Ebing of His g^Ebrace Whose ^Abrobe is the light and c^Ebanopy s^Abpace His c^Ebhariots of wrath the deep thunderclouds form And ^Abdark is His path on the w^Ebings of the s^Abtorm.

Thy^Ab bountiful care what ^Ebtongue can^Eb recite? It b^Abreathes in the air, it s^Ebhines in the ^Ablight, It s^Ebtreams from the hills, it descends to the plain, And s^Abweetly distills in the ^Ebdew and the r^Abain.

Frail c^Abhildren of dust, and ^Ebfeeble as ^Ebfrail, In T^Abhee do we trust, nor ^Ebfind Thee to ^Abfail: Thy m^Ebercies how tender, how firm to the end, Out ^AbMaker, Defender, Re^Ebdeemer, and Fr^Abiend.