Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David ‎#97

97. My Savior and my King

1 My Savior and my King,
Thy beauties are divine;
Thy lips with blessings overflow,
And ev'ry grace is thine.

2 Now make thy glory known;
Gird on thy dreadful sword,
And ride in majesty to spread
The conquests of thy word.

3 Strike through thy stubborn foes,
Or melt their hearts t'obey;
While justice, meekness, grace, and truth,
Attend thy glorious way.

4 Thy laws, O God, are right;
Thy throne shall ever stand;
And thy victorious gospel prove
A sceptre in thy hand.

5 [Thy Father and thy God,
Hath without measure shed
His spirit, like a joyful oil,
T' annoint thy sacred head.]

6 [Behold, at thy right hand
The Gentile church is seen,
Like a fair bride in rich attire,
And princes guard the queen.]

7 Fair bride, receive his love;
Forget thy father's house;
Forsake thy gods, thy idol gods,
And pay thy Lord thy vows.

8 O Let thy God and King
Thy sweetest thoughts employ;
Thy children shall his honors sing
In palaces of joy.

Text Information

• First Line: My Savior and my King
• Meter: S. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1790
• Scripture:
  Psalm 45
• Notes: Public Domain.

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