The Psalms of David ‎#II.XCI

II.XCI. O the Delights, the heav'nly Joys

1 O the Delights, the heav'nly Joys,
The Glories of the Place,
Where Jesus sheds the brightest Beams
Of his o'erflowing Grace!

2 Sweet Majesty and awful Love
Sit smiling on his Brow,
And all the glorious Ranks above,
At humble Distance bow.

[3 Princes to his imperial Name,
Bend their bright Sceptres down,
Dominions, Thrones, and Pow'rs rejoice
To see him wear the Crown.]

4 Archangels sound his lofty Praise
Through ev'ry heav'nly Street;
And lay their highest Honours down,
Submissive at his Feet.

5 Those soft, those blessed Feet of his,
That once rude Iron tore,
High on a Throne of Light they stand,
And all the Saints adore.

6 His Head, the dear Majestick Head,
That cruel Thorns did wound,
See what immortal Glories shine,
And circle it around.

7 This is the Man, th' exalted Man,
Whom we unseen adore;
But when our Eyes behold his Face,
Our Hearts shall love him more.

[8 Lord, how our Souls are all on Fire
To see thy blest Abode,
Our Tongues rejoice in Tunes of Praise
To our incarnate God.

9 And whilst our Faith enjoys this Sight,
We long to leave our Clay,
And wish thy fiery Chariots, Lord,
To fetch our Souls away.]

Text Information

• First Line: O the Delights, the heav'nly Joys
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1769
• Topic: Heaven: Christ's Dwelling Place; Ambition; Covetouseness; Honour vain; Prosperity vain; Temptations of the World; Glory of Christ in Heaven

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