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
Reference 1
- psalms 45