Now Be my Heart Inspired to Sing
Now be my heart in-spired to sing
The glo-ries of my Sa-viour-King,
Je-sus the Lord; how heaven-ly fair
His form! how bright His beau-ties are!
His form! how bright His beau-ties are!
O'er all the sons of hu-man race
He shines with a su-per-ior grace,
Love from His lips di-vine-ly flows,
And bles-sings all His state com-pose.
And bles-sings all His state com-pose.
Dress Thee in arms, most might-y Lord,
Gird on the ter-ror of Thy sword,
In maj-es-ty and glo-ry ride
With truth and meek-ness at Thy side.
With truth and meek-ness at Thy side.
Thine ang-er, like a point-ed dart,
Shall pierce the foes of stub-born heart;
Or words of mer-cy kind and sweet
Shall melt the reb-els at Thy feet.
Shall melt the reb-els at Thy feet.
Thy throne, O God, for ev-er stands,
Grace is the scep-tre in Thy hands;
Thy laws and works are just and right,
Just-ice and grace are Thy de-light.
Just-ice and grace are Thy de-light.
God, Thine own God, has rich-ly shed
His oil of glad-ness on Thy head,
And with His sa-cred Spir-it blest
His first-born Son a-bove the rest.
His first-born Son a-bove the rest.