XLVc. The Glory of Christ, and Power of his Gospel

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!

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.

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.

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.

5 Thy throne, O God, forever stands;
Grace is the sceptre in thy hands;
Thy laws and works are just and right;
Justice and grace are thy delight.

6 God, thine own God, has richly shed
His oil of gladness on thy head,
And with his sacred spirit blest
His first born son above the rest.

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First Line: Now be my heart inspir'd to sing
Title: The Glory of Christ, and Power of his Gospel
Meter: Long Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1780
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