45. Now be my heart inspir'd to sing

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

6 O God, thy God has richly shed
His oil of gladness on thy head;
And with his sacred spirit bless'd
Th' eternal Son above the rest.

Part II.

7 The king of saints, how fair his face,
Adorn'd with majesty and grace!
He comes with blessings from above,
And wins the nations to his love.

8 At his right hand our eyes behold
The queen array'd in purest gold;
The world admires her heav’nly dress;
Her robes of joy and righteousness.

9 He forms her beauties like his own,
He calls and seats her near his throne;
Fair stranger, let thine heart forget
The idols of thy native state.

10 So shall the king the more rejoice
In thee, the fav'rite of his choice;
Let him be lov'd, and yet ador'd,
For he’s thy maker and thy Lord.

11 Oh happy hour, when thou shalt rise
To his fair palace in the skies,
And all thy sons, (a num'rous train)
Each like a prince in glory reign.

12 Let endless honours crown his head;
Let ev'ry age his praises spread;
While we with cheerful songs approve
The condescension of his love.

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First Line: Now be my heart inspir'd to sing
Language: English
Publication Date: 1789
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