The Glory of Christ, and Power of the Gospel

Verse 1

Now be my heart inspir'd to sing The glories of my Saviour King; Jesus the Lord; how heav’nly fair His form! how bright his beauties are!

Verse 2

O’er all the sons of human race He shines with a superior grace, Love from His lips divinely flows, And blessings all his state compose.

Verse 3

Dress thee in arms most mighty Lord, Gird on the terror of thy sword; In majesty and glory ride With truth and meekness at thy side.

Verse 4

Thine anger, like a pointed dart, Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart; Or words of mercy kind and sweet, Shall melt the rebels at thy feet.

Verse 5

Thy throne, O God, for ever stands, Grace is the scepter in thy hands; Thy laws and works are just and right, But grace and justice thy delight.

Verse 6

God, thine own God has richly shed His oil of gladness on thy head; And with his sacred Spirit bless'd His first born Son above the rest.