L. Christ and his Church

1 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.

2 At his right hand our eyes behold,
The queen array'd in purest gold;
The world admires her heav'nly dress,
Her robe of joy and Righteousness.

3 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.

4 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.

5 Let endless honours crown his head;
Let ev'ry age his praises spread;
While we with chearful songs approve,
The condescensions of his love.

Text Information
First Line: The king of saints, how fair his face
Title: Christ and his Church
Meter: Long Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1790
Topic: Before Sermon
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