My breast is inspired

My breast is inspired

Author: John Barnard
Published in 1 hymnal

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1. My breast is inspired
With thoughts more sublime;
My tongue, in soft Nntes,
Is ready to sing;
No pen of swift writer
Can with it keep time;
A poem most sacred
To Israel's great king.

2. Among all the sons
Of men, there is none
That can with thy form,
So matchless, compare;
All heavenly grace, in
Thy lips, is poured down;
Thy God thee forever
Doth blessed declare.

3. Thy sword, on thy thigh,
Gird, O mighty prince;
With glory adorned,
And majesty crowned.
4. Of truth, peace, and justice,
Ride on the defense;
Thy right hand shall teach thee
Thy foes to confound.

5. Thy sharp arrows pierce
Their hearts, with great pain,
Who're foes to the king;
They fall at thy feet.
6. Thy throne, O God ever
Secure shall remain;
Thy kingdom's just laws are
Thy scepter of state.

7. Thou wickedness hat'st,
But justice dost love;
God, therefore, thy God,
Anointed hath thee,
With rich oil of gladness,
In measure above
All those that esteemed
Thy fellows may be.

8. Thy garments perfumed,
Their fragrance out send.
From the ivory palace,
With which they are glad.
9. For maidens of honor,
King's daughters attend
The queen, at thy right hand,
In Ophir's gold clad.

Second Part

10. O daughter, attend,
And hear thou my word;
Thy kindred and land,
Forget thou must quite,
11. Him reverence, and worship
Who now is thy Lord;
So the king in thy beauty,
Shall greatly delight.

12. The daughters of Tyre,
Their presents shall bring;
The rich, with their gifts,
Thy favor entreat
13. Within thou'rt all glorious,
Who sprang from a king;
Thy garments embroidered
With gold, are most neat

14. She's led to the king,
In needlework robes;
With virgins, her mates,
That on her attend.
15. They move on through shoutings,
That ring through the globes;
And enter the palace,
With joys that ne'er end.

16. In thy fathers stead,
From thee, there shall spring
A race, through the earth,
Great princes in fame.
17. Thy name, in this poem,
All ages shall sing;
And nations, forever,
Thy praises proclaim.

A New Version of the Psalms of David, 1752

Author: John Barnard

John Barnard, born in Boston, Nov. 6, 1681; in 1752 made a version of psalms with the music; settled at Marblehead; introduced new music ther; died Jan 14, 1770, aged 89. A Dictionary of Musical Information by John W. Moore, Boston: Oliver, Ditson & Company, 1876  Go to person page >

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First Line: My breast is inspired
Author: John Barnard
Place of Origin: Marblehead, Massachusetts
Language: English



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