The earth is God's, and what the globe of earth containeth, And all who in that globe do dwell; For by His power the land upon the ocean reigneth, Through Him the floods to their beds fell. Who shall climb to the hill which God's own hill is named, Who shall stand in His holy place? He that hath hurtless hands, whose inward heart is framed All pureness ever to embrace; Who shunning vanity and works of vainness leaving, Vainly doth not puff up his mind; Who never doth deceive, and much less his deceiving With perjury doth falsely bind. A blessing from the Lord, from God of his salvation Sweet righteousness shall he receive; Jacob this is Thy seed, God, seeking generation, Who search of God's face never leave. Lift up your heads you gates, and you doors ever biding, In comes the King of glory bright. Who is this glorious King, in might and power riding? The Lord whose strength makes battles fight. Lift up your heads you gates, and you doors ever biding, In comes the King of glory bright. Who is this glorious King? The Lord of armies guiding, Even He the King of glory hight. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 26. AL-MUZIL by EDWIN ARNOLD FOR THE QUEEN MOTHER by JOHN BETJEMAN THE BATTLE MUSIC by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE INVITING by DANIEL CHAUNCEY BREWER THE DEATH OF SCHILLER by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE MACHINE by MAXWELL STRUTHERS BURT |