The Palace of the King

Verse 1

O daughter, take good heed, Incline and give good ear; Thou must forget thy kindred all, And father's house most dear. Thy beauty to the King, Shall then delightful be: And do thou humbly worship Him, Because thy Lord is He.

Chorus

With gladness and with joy, Thou all of them shall bring, All they together enter shall The palace of the King, The palace of the King, The palace of the King; And they together enter shall, The palace of the King.

Verse 2

The daughter then of Tyre, There with a gift shall be, And all the wealthy of the land Shall make their suit to thee. The daughter of the King All glorious is within; And with embroideries of gold Her garments wrought have been.

Verse 3

She cometh to the King In robes with needle wrought; The virgins that do follow her Shall unto Thee be brought. With gladness and with joy, Thou all of them shalt bring, And they together enter shall The palace of the King.

Verse 4

And in thy father's stead, Thy children thou shalt take, And in all places of the earth Them noble princes make. I will show forth thy name To generations all: The people therefore evermore To Thee give praises shall.