45 (3) | Psalm 45 Version 3 | LM | |
NOW be my heart inspired to sing The glories of my Saviour-King, He comes with blessings from above, To win the nations to His love. The Church of Jesus Christ: |
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2 | At His right hand our eyes behold A queen arrayed in purest gold; All shall admire her heavenly dress, Her robes of joy and righteousness. |
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3 | He forms her beauties like His own; He calls and seats her near His throne, And makes her raptured heart forget The idols of her native state. |
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4 | So shall the King the more rejoice In theethe favourite of His choice, Let Him be loved and yet adored As thy Redeemer, Friend and Lord. |
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5 | O happy hour when we shall rise To His fair palace in the skies, And all our sons in numerous train, Each as a prince in glory reign. |
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6 | Let endless honours crown His head, And every age His praises spread; And our exulting praise approve The condescension of His love. |
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Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 |