O Lord, O Lord!
I tremble at the voice of the Lord God Almighty.
The God of glory thunders,
In His temple all cry, "Glory! "
Clothed with all power and strength,
We worship the Lord for He is holy,
He sits enthroned, King forever,
And rules with divine sovereignty,
The Lord gives His people strength;
The Lord blesses His people with peace,
O Lord, O Lord!
We fall to the ground in humble adoration and worship Thee.
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Faith brings divine bliss. Nicely articulated poem. Thanks. O Lord, O Lord! We fall to the ground in humble adoration and worship Thee.