Woven Hand King O King
KING O KING
King O King
King O King
King O King
The people...a vain thing
King O King
King O King
King O King
Only Thou art devout
He has pitched his tent
for the brilliant son
see him arise coming forth
as a champion
he does rejoice O daughter
to run his course
his horse...his horse!
King over the flood
Halleluhjah the waters screem
bright morning star live forever
wear your servant as a ring
Glory!
King O King
King O King
King O King
A sound from the city
King O King
King O King
King O King
A sound from the temple
No bird of prey knows this way
no falcon's eye has seen it
no lion prowls there to devour
proud beasts set not foot upon it
King over the flood
Hallelujah the waters sing
bright morning star live forever
wear your servant as a ring
See he sits at table
reclined at rest with ragged lame
King over the flood
Hallelujah your people sing
bright morning star live forever
wear your servant as a ring
