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LXXXI. Queen of Sheba

1 From Sheba a distant Report
Of Solomon's Glory and Fame,
Invited the Queen to his Court,
But all was outdone when she came;
She cry'd with a Pleasing Surprize,
When first she before him appear'd,
"How much, what I see with my Eyes,
"Surpasses the Rumour I heard."

2 When once to Jerusalem come,
The Treasure and Train she had brought.
The Wealth she possessed at home,
No longer had Place in her thought:
His House, his Attendants, his Throne,
All struck her with Wonder and Awe;
The Glory of Solomon shone,
In every Object she saw.

3 But Solomon most she admir'd,
Whose Spirit conducted the Whole;
His Wisdom, which God had inspir'd,
His Bounty and Greatness of Soul;
Of all the hard Questions she put,
A ready Solution he shew'd;
Exceeded her Wish and her Suit,
And more than she ask'd him bestow'd.

4 Thus I when the Gospel proclaim'd
The Saviour's great Name in my Ears,
The Wisdom for which he is fam'd,
The Love which to Sinners he bears;
I long'd, and I was not deny'd,
That I in his Presence might bow;
I saw, and transported I cry'd,
"A greater than Solomon Thou!"

5 My Conscience no Comfort could find,
By Doubt and hard Questions oppos'd;
But he restor'd Peace to my Mind,
And answer'd each Doubt I propos'd!
Beholding me poor and Distress'd,
His Bounty supply'd all my Wants;
My Pray'r could have ne'er express'd
So much as this Solomon grants.

6 I heard, and was slow to believe,
But now with my Eyes I behold,
Much more than my Heart could conceive,
Or Language could ever have told:
How happy thy Servants must be,
Who always before thee appear!
Vouchsafe, Lord, this Blessing to me,
I find it is good to be here.

Text Information
First Line: From Sheba a distant Report
Title: Queen of Sheba
Language: English
Publication Date: 1791
Scripture: ;
Topic: Blessedness of the Gospel
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