Of my songs I shall build Thy throne

Of my songs I shall build Thy throne
In style of bards of greatest fame.
Thy sceptre shall be my own heart,
My fame shall be Thy diadem.

Love I shall declare to be law,
I shall sing daily Thine esteem;
In Thy soul I’ll pour love’s delight
And sweetest longing in Thy dream.

I shall bid birds to sing to Thee,
May’s flowers shall fall to Thy feet;
I’ll change to heaven the world and all
And there command the stars to meet.

I’ll make your subjects all men’s hearts,
Revive the Eden with my verse,
Proclaim Thee high queen of it all
Throughout the whole of universe.