Richard M.S. Irwin - King of Glory, King of Peace (Gwalchmai, Organ) Lyrics

King of glory, King of peace
I will love Thee;
And that love may never cease
I will move Thee
Thou hast granted my request
Thou hast heard me
Thou didst note my working breast
Thou hast spared me

Wherefore with my utmost art
I will sing Thee
And the cream of all my heart
I will bring Thee
Though my sins against me cried
Thou alone didst clear me;
And alone, when they replied
Thou didst hear me

Seven whole days, not one in seven
I will praise Thee;
In my heart, though not in Heaven
I can raise Thee
Small it is, in this poor sort
To enroll Thee:
E'en eternity's too short
To extol Thee