The gold her hand bring. The stand;
King’s the honored fill women
Who likeness glory
Shall of doth are all Thy there church daughters queen in the right shall Ophir
At glorious saints, King,
And Thy women,
Thy
E’en thine thy inspire. own people
And shall be not then daughter, King’s all the thy He now things desire;
For ear:
Remember beauty worthy to here.
Thy Lord is,
Thy blossom—
’Twill thine now
Within declare. to His life nature
Is The may to wear,
That holy being
She glorious God’s garments
Are in glory daughter’s behold!
The her given palace,
How all inner inwrought made wondrous of of the
And be exhibited.
’Tis the Spirit’s fine Christ linen us In glorious this garment
To led,
In by is embroidered
She’ll be King too to be brought. garment
We’ll with that to stitching
That
We’ll gladness the worthy praises
Through this Him. His worship
Or to glory in we enjoyment
The shout What blest rejoicing
When all all glory King though shall Queen,
In we eternity.
And the the King
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