I'll speak the honors of my KingAuthor: Isaac Watts
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I'll speak the honors of my King,
His form divinely fair;
None of his sons of mortal race
May with the Lord compare.
Sweet is thy speech, and heav'nly grace
Upon thy lips is shed;
Thy God, with blessings infinite,
Hath crowned thy sacred head.
Gird on thy sword, victorious Prince,
Ride with majestic sway;
Thy terrors shall strike through thy foes,
And make the world obey.
Thy throne, O God, for ever stands;
Thy word of grace shall prove
A peaceful sceptre in thy hands,
To rule the saints by love.
Justice and truth attend thee still,
But mercy is thy choice;
And God, thy God, thy soul shall fill
With most peculiar joys.
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|The Cyber Hymnal #2890||I'll speak the honors of my King||I'll Speak the Honors of My King||FARNBORO||Isaac Watts||CM||<cite>The Psalms of David</cite>, 1719|