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My breast is inspired

John Barnard • English

Primary Scripture: Psalm 45

Verse 1

My breast is inspired With thoughts more sublime; My tongue, in soft Nntes, Is ready to sing; No pen of swift writer Can with it keep time; A poem most sacred To Israel's great king.

Verse 2

Among all the sons Of men, there is none That can with thy form, So matchless, compare; All heavenly grace, in Thy lips, is poured down; Thy God thee forever Doth blessed declare.

Verse 3

Thy sword, on thy thigh, Gird, O mighty prince; With glory adorned, And majesty crowned.

Verse 4

Of truth, peace, and justice, Ride on the defense; Thy right hand shall teach thee Thy foes to confound.

Verse 5

Thy sharp arrows pierce Their hearts, with great pain, Who're foes to the king; They fall at thy feet.

Verse 6

Thy throne, O God ever Secure shall remain; Thy kingdom's just laws are Thy scepter of state.

Verse 7

Thou wickedness hat'st, But justice dost love; God, therefore, thy God, Anointed hath thee, With rich oil of gladness, In measure above All those that esteemed Thy fellows may be.

Verse 8

Thy garments perfumed, Their fragrance out send. From the ivory palace, With which they are glad.

Verse 9

For maidens of honor, King's daughters attend The queen, at thy right hand, In Ophir's gold clad.

Verse 10

O daughter, attend, And hear thou my word; Thy kindred and land, Forget thou must quite,

Verse 11

Him reverence, and worship Who now is thy Lord; So the king in thy beauty, Shall greatly delight.

Verse 12

The daughters of Tyre, Their presents shall bring; The rich, with their gifts, Thy favor entreat

Verse 13

Within thou'rt all glorious, Who sprang from a king; Thy garments embroidered With gold, are most neat

Verse 14

She's led to the king, In needlework robes; With virgins, her mates, That on her attend.

Verse 15

They move on through shoutings, That ring through the globes; And enter the palace, With joys that ne'er end.

Verse 16

In thy fathers stead, From thee, there shall spring A race, through the earth, Great princes in fame.

Verse 17

Thy name, in this poem, All ages shall sing; And nations, forever, Thy praises proclaim.

Scripture References

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  • psalms 45