This is a collaborative poem by my sister Amy and me. She started writing it in 2020, but just recently resurfaced the poem and we worked on completing it together. Thanks, Amy!
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Of Korah’s sons a contemplation
A love song, for the chief musician
My heart a goodly word doth bring
And overfloweth to the King
Oh, blest Thou art, and fair of face
Anointed art Thy lips with grace
Ride on in strength to things untold
To awesome things prepared of old
Affix Thy sword upon Thy thigh
And let Thy sharpened arrows fly
The nations fall beneath Thy hand
Forevermore Thy throne wilt stand
Thou lovest justice, hatest wrong
So Thou art the Anointed One
The oil of joy is poured upon
The head of Him made glad with song
Among the dear ones of the King
Art princesses, besides the queen
Consider, daughter, see and hear
Forget thy father’s house so dear
And come unto the King, for He
Hath longed thy loveliness to see
Draw near, thou bride of great renown
Before thy Groom and Lord bow down
The princess is esteemed within
Her dress is bright, gold woven in
The virgins, her companions, sing
And follow her unto the King
She entereth the palace gate
With songs and jubilation great
Yea, in Thy fathers’ stead shall be
Thy sons, as princes under Thee
Thy Name shalt be preserved, therefore
The peoples praise Thee evermore
