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In thy majesty, etc.
Psalm 45:4.
The Prince of Salvation in triumph is riding,
And glory attends him along his bright way;
The news of his grace on the breezes is gliding,
And nations are owning his sway.
2 And now thro’ the darkness of earth’s gloomy regions,
The wheels of his chariot are rolling sublime;
His banners unfolding his own true religion,
Dispelling the errors of time.
3 Behold a bright angel from heaven descending,
High lifting his trumpet, hosannas to raise:
“Hail, Son of the Highest! let every knee bending,
Adore thee with offerings of praise.
4 “Thy sword and thy buckler shall save and deliver
The poor and the needy, from foes that assail;
Thy bow and thy quiver shall vanquish for ever
The prince and the legions of hell.
5 “Ride on in thy greatness, thou conquering Saviour;
Let thousands of thousands submit to thy reign,
Acknowledge thy goodness, entreat for thy favor,
And follow thy glorious train.
6 “Ride on, till the compass of thy great dominion,
The globe shall encircle from pole unto pole;
And mankind, cemented with friendship and union,
Obey thee with heart and with soul.
7 “Then loud shall ascend from each sanctified nation
The voice of thanksgiving, the chorus of praise;
And heaven shall echo the song of salvation,
In rich and melodious lays.”
S. F. Smith.