Scripture Verse

Gird Your sword upon Your side, O mighty One; clothe Yourself with splendor and majesty. In Your majesty ride forth victoriously in behalf of truth, humility and righteousness; let Your right hand display awesome deeds. Psalm 45:3–4


Isaac Watts (1674–1748)

Words: Is­aac Watts, The Psalms of Da­vid 1719. The glo­ry of Christ, the suc­cess of the Gos­pel and the Gen­tile church.

Music: Ayles­bu­ry Har­vey C. Camp (1849–1925) (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tune:

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Camp (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


My Sav­ior and my king,
Thy beau­ties are di­vine;
Thy lips with bless­ings ov­er­flow,
And ev­ery grace is Thine.

Now make Thy glo­ry known,
Gird on Thy dread­ful sword,
And ride in ma­jes­ty to spread
The conq­uests of Thy Word.

Strike through Thy stub­born foes,
Or melt their hearts t’ob­ey,
While jus­tice, meek­ness, grace and truth,
Attend Thy glo­ri­ous way.

Thy laws, O God, are right;
Thy throne shall ev­er stand;
And Thy vic­to­ri­ous Gos­pel proves
A scep­ter in Thy hand.

Thy Fa­ther and Thy God
Hath with­out mea­sure shed
His Spir­it like a joy­ful oil
T’anoint Thy sacr­ed head.

Behold, at Thy right hand
The Gen­tile church is seen,
Like a fair bride in rich attire,
And princ­es guard the queen.

Fair bride, rec­eive His love,
Forget thy fa­ther’s house;
Forsake thy gods, thy id­ol gods,
And pay thy Lord thy vows.

O let Thy God and king
Thy sweet­est thoughts em­ploy;
Thy child­ren shall His hon­ors sing
In pal­ac­es of joy.