Psalm 45, Part 2

Sweet is the odour of Thy name.
Through all the means a fragrance comes;
Thy garments hide the sinner's shame,
Thy garments shed Divine perfumes,
That through the ivory palace flow, —
The church, in which Thou reign'st below.

Thy heavenly charms the virgins move,
And bow them to Thy pleasing sway;
They triumph in Thy princely love.
Thy will with all their hearts obey;
Revere Thine honourable word.
The glorious handmaids of the Lord.

High above all, at Thy right hand,
Adom'd with each diviner grace,
Thy favourite queen exults to stand.
Thy church her heavenly charms displays,
Clothed with the sun, for glory meet,
She sees the moon beneath her feet.

Daughter of Heaven, though born on earth.
Incline thy willing heart and ear;
Forget thy first ignoble birth,
Thy people, and thy kinsfolk here;
So shall the King delight to see
His beauties copied out on thee.

He only is thy God and Lord;
Worship Divine to Him be given,
By all the host of heaven adored,
By every creature under heaven;
And all the Gentile world shall know,
And freely to His service flow.

The rich shall lay their riches down,
And poor become, for Jesu's sake;
Kings at His feet shall cast their crown,
And humble suit for mercy make,
(Mercy alike on all bestow'd,)
And languish to be great in God.

Are not His scr 'ants kings? and rule
They not o'er hell, and earth, and sin?
His daughter is divinely full
Of Christ, and " glorious all within;"
All glorious inwardly she reigns.
And not one spot of sin remains.

t8 Clothed with humihty and love,
With every dazzling virtue bright,
With faith which God vouchsafes to' approve.
Precious in her great Father's sight.
The royal maid with joy shall come,
Triumphant, to her heavenly home.

Brought by His sweet attracting grace.
She first shall in His sight appear
In holiness before His face,
Made perfect with her fellows here:
Spotless and pure, a virgin train,
They all shall in His palace reign.

In lieu of seers and patriarchs old.
Of whom she once did make her boast.
The virgin-mother shall behold
Her numerous sons a princely host,
Install'd o'er all the earth abroad,
Anointed kings and priests to God.

Thee, Jesus, King of kings, and Lord
Of lords, I glory to proclaim;
From age to age Thy praise record,
That all the world may learn Thy name:
And all shall soon Thy grace adore.
When time and sin shall be no more.