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High above created things,
Reigns the glorious King of kings,
Seated in approachless light,
Self-arrayed in awe and might.
Everlasting is his throne,
Heaven and earth are all his own;
Fashioned by his wondrous hand,
Subject to his strong command.
Ocean lifts his voice on high;
Angry waves assault they sky;
Calmly o’er them sits the Lord,
And controls them by his word.
Midst the roaring of the sea,
Sweet it is to him to flee;
He is faithful, he is near,
Wherefore should his people fear?
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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7 7 7 7
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 93;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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