This spacious earth is all the Lords,
And men, and worms, and beasts, and birds:
He raised the building on the seas,
And gave it for their dwelling place.

But there’s a brighter world on high,
Thy palace, Lord, above the sky:
Who shall ascend that blest abode,
And dwell so near his Maker God?

Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high,
Behold the King of glory nigh!
Who can this King of glory be?
The mighty Lord, the Savior’s he.

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