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While I the King's loud praise rehearse

Hymnal: A Collection of Sacred Song #10(P39) (1861) Hymnal Title: A Collection of Sacred Song Languages: English

While I the King's loud praise rehearse

Hymnal: A Collection of Sacred Song #10(P39) (1859) Hymnal Title: A Collection of Sacred Song Languages: English

While I the King's loud praise rehearse

Hymnal: A New Version of the Psalms of David #XLV (1760) Hymnal Title: A New Version of the Psalms of David Lyrics: 1 While I the King's loud Praise rehearse, indited by my Heart, My Tongue is like the Pen of him that writes with ready Art. 2 How matchless is thy Form, O King! thy Mouth with Grace o'erflows; Because fresh Blessings God on Thee eternally bestows. 3 Gird on thy Sword, most mighty Prince; and, clad in rich Array, With glorious Ornaments of Pow'r, majestic Pomp display. 4 Ride on in State, and still protect the Meek, the Just, and True; Whilst thy Right-hand with swift Revenge does all thy Foes pursue. 5 How sharp thy Weapons are to them that dare thy Pow'r oppose! Down, down they fall, while thro' their Heart the feather'd Arrow goes. 6 But thy firm Throne, O God, is fix'd for ever to endure; Thy Sceptre's Sway shall always last, by righteous Laws secure. 7 Because thy Heart, by Justice led, did upright Ways approve, And hated still the crooked Paths where wand'ring Sinners rove; Therefore did God, thy God, on thee the Oil of Gladness shed; And has, above thy Fellows round, advanc'd thy lofty Head. 8 With Cassia, Aloes, and Myrrh, thy Royal Robes abound; Which, from the stately Wardrobe brought, spread grateful Odours round. 9 Among the honourable Train did princely Virgins wait; The Queen was plac'd at thy Right-hand, in golden Robes of State. Part II 10 But thou, O Royal Bride, give Ear, and to my Words attend: Forget thy native Country now, and ev'ry former Friend. 11 So shall thy Beauty charm the King, nor shall his Love decay: For He is now become thy Lord; to Him due Rev'rence pay. 12 The Tyrian Matrons, rich and proud, shall humble Presents make; And all the wealthy Nations sue, thy Favour to partake. 13 The King's fair Daughter's beauteous Soul all inward Graces fill; Her Raiment is of purest Gold, adorn'd with costly Skill. 14 She in her nuptial Garments dress'd, with Needles richly wrought, Attended by her Virgin Train, shall to the King be brought. 15 With all the State of solemn Joy the Triumph moves along; Till, with wide Gates, the royal Court receives the pompous Throng. 16 Thou, in thy royal Father's room, must princely Sons expect: Whom thou to diff'rent Realms may'st send, to govern and protect: 17 Whilst this my Song to future Times transmits thy glorious Name; And makes the world with one Consent thy lasting Praise proclaim. Scripture: Psalm 45 Languages: English

While I the King's loud praise rehearse

Hymnal: A New Version of the Psalms of David #89 (1754) Hymnal Title: A New Version of the Psalms of David Lyrics: 1 While I the King's loud Praise rehearse, indited by my Heart, My Tongue is like the Pen of him that writes with ready Art. 2 How matchless is thy Form, O King! thy Mouth with Grace o'erflows; Because fresh Blessings God on thee eternally bestows. 3 Gird on thy Sword, most mighty Prince; and, clad in rich Array, With glorious Ornaments of Pow'r, majestic Pomp display. 4 Ride on in State, and still protect the Meek, the Just, and True; Whilst thy Right-hand with swift Revenge does all thy Foes pursue. 5 How sharp thy Weapons are to them that dare thy Pow'r oppose! Down, down they fall, while thro' their Heart the feather'd Arrow goes. 6 But thy firm Throne, O God, is fix'd for ever to endure; Thy Sceptre's Sway shall always last, by righteous Laws secure. 7 Because thy Heart, by Justice led, did upright Ways approve, And hated still the crooked Paths where wand'ring Sinners rove; Therefore did God, thy God, on thee the Oil of Gladness shed; And has above thy Fellows round, advanc'd thy lofty Head. 8 With Cassia, Aloes, and Myrrh, thy Royal Robes abound; Which, from the stately Wardrobe brought, spread grateful Odours round. 9 Among the honourable Train did princely Virgins wait; The Queen was plac'd at thy Right-hand, in golden Robes of State. Part II 10 But thou, O Royal Bride, give Ear, and to my Words attend: Forget thy native Country now, and ev'ry former Friend. 11 So shall thy Beauty charm the King, nor shall his Love decay: For he is now become thy Lord; to him due Rev'rence pay. 12 The Tyrian Matrons, rich and proud, shall humble Presents make; And all the wealthy Nations sue, thy Favour to partake. 13 The King's fair Daughter's beauteous Soul all inward Graces fill; Her Raiment is of purest Gold, adorn'd with costly Skill. 14 She in her nuptial Garments dress'd, with Needles richly wrought, Attended by her Virgin Train, shall to the King be brought. 15 With all the State of solemn Joy the Triumph moves along; Till, with wide Gates, the Royal Court receives the pompous Throng. 16 Thou, in thy Royal Father's room, must princely Sons expect: Whom thou to diff'rent Realms may'st send, to govern and protect: 17 Whilst this my Song to future Times transmits thy glorious Name; And makes the world with one Consent thy lasting Praise proclaim. Scripture: Psalm 45 Languages: English