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Family-hymns gathered (mostly) out of the best translations of David's psalmsFamily-hymns gather'd (mostly) out of the best translations of David's psalms
Family-hymns gathered (mostly) out of the best translations of David's psalms.Family-hymns gather'd (mostly) out of the best translations of David's psalms.
London: printed for Tho. Parkhurst, 1695
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
Hymn LVIII. Psal. 45.2, 3, 4.
O Glorious King, thy Form Divine All Earthly Beauties doth out-shine; Into thy Lips all Grace is poured, On thee Eternal Blessings showered. Gird on thy Sword, and in thy Might For wronged Truth and Justice fight, That all the World may understand The Terror of thy Conquering Hand.
O Glorious King, thy Form Divine All Earthly Beauties doth out-shine; Into thy Lips all Grace is pour'd, On thee Eternal Blessings show'rd. Gird on thy Sword, and in thy Might For wronged Truth and Justice fight, That all the World may understand The Terror of thy Conqu'ring Hand.
6, 7. Thy Throne, O God, doth still endure Thy Sceptre is most just and pure. That which is right thou lovest best, But wickedness thou dost detest. ⟨p. 65⟩And therefore God thy God hath shed Such Oil of Gladness on thy Head, As hath preferred thee far before The Highest Angels evermore.
6, 7. Thy Throne, O God, doth still endure Thy Sceptre is most just and pure. That which is right thou lovest best, But wickedness thou dost detest. ⟨p. 65⟩And therefore God thy God hath shed Such Oyl of Gladness on thy Head, As hath preferr'd thee far before The Highest Angels evermore.