Holy is the King
Your Word is the taming bridle
You cast the mold of the earth, and it obeys
Just as you hung each star, at your command, each will fall.
Just as you called up the mountains, at your trumpet, each will melt.
Just as you set the boundaries of the ocean so grand, at your coming, it shall flee.
The heavens, the earth, as you have sustained them, they shall disappear by you, the Life-fire.
Holy Is the King.
O! Ancient of Days, your glory is from everlasting to everlasting! You are the First and the Last!
O! Alpha-Omega, Breath of Life, Unapproachable Light! There is nothing beside you!
You tell the seasons when to bloom, the winds where to blow, the sun to shine
You are the architect of the earth, the painter of the cosmos, the LORD
You are the author and weaver, The Champion of our Salvation
Well of Glory! You are unquantifiable
Holy is the King!
Jan 31
Jan 31, 2026 at 9:36 PM UTC
Holy is the King
Your Word is the taming bridle
You cast the mold of the earth, and it obeys
Just as you hung each star, at your command, each will fall.
Just as you called up the mountains, at your trumpet, each will melt.
Just as you set the boundaries of the ocean so grand, at your coming, it shall flee.
The heavens, the earth, as you have sustained them, they shall disappear by you, the Life-fire.
Holy Is the King.
O! Ancient of Days, your glory is from everlasting to everlasting! You are the First and the Last!
O! Alpha-Omega, Breath of Life, Unapproachable Light! There is nothing beside you!
You tell the seasons when to bloom, the winds where to blow, the sun to shine
You are the architect of the earth, the painter of the cosmos, the LORD
You are the author and weaver, The Champion of our Salvation
Well of Glory! You are unquantifiable
Holy is the King!