Psalm 45:3 First Part [Now Be My Heart Inspir’d To Sing] by Isaac Watts

Psalm 45:3. First Part. L. M.
The glory of Christ, and power of his gospel.

Now be my heart inspir’d to sing
The glories of my Saviour-king,
Jesus the Lord; how heavenly fair
His form! how ‘bright his beauties are!

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.

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.

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.

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

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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