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George Wither (Джордж Уидер)


The Lord Is King


The Lord is King, and weareth
A robe of glory bright:
He clothed with strength appeareth,
And girt with powerful might.

The earth He hath so grounded
That moved it cannot be;
His throne long since was founded,
More old than time is He.

The waters highly flowed,
And raised their voice, O Lord;
The seas their fury showed,
And loud their billows roar'd.

But God in strength excelleth
Strong seas and powerful deeps;
With Him all pureness dwelleth,
And firm His truth He keeps.



George Wither's other poems:
  1. Amarillis I Did Woo
  2. Lilies Without, Lilies Within
  3. Veil, Lord, Mine Eyes Till She Be Past
  4. The Virtuous Man
  5. For Seasonable Weather


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