Berean Christadelphian Hymns



 The Lord in truth to David swore,
He will not turn therefrom,
I of thy body's fruit will make
To sit upon thy throne.

For God of Zion hath made choice,
There He desires to dwell;
This is My rest, here still I'll stay,
For I do like it well.

Her food I'll greatly bless; her poor
With bread will satisfy;
Her priests I'll clothe with health; her saints
Shall shout forth joyfully.

And there will I make David's horn
To bud forth pleasantly;
For him that Mine anointed is
A lamp ordained have I.

As with a garment I will clothe
With shame his enemies all;
But yet the crown that he doth wear
Upon him flourish shall.

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