Loyal Subject

To be within a kingdom

The turrets and fanfare

The gallant show of horsemen

The colours everywhere

The thrill of throne so noble

The poor remembered yet

The chance to show compassion

Good laws we’ll ne’er forget.

Oh this is Zion’s glory

The world looks on amazed

Though early in our fealty

They thought us weak and crazed.

With peace and love prevailing

And beggars warmed inside

And trespass all forgotten

No longer does one hide.

And God the Son is coming

To host a feast so rare

From castle to the courtyard

The family gathered there.

He dons a servant’s vesture

And laughs at simple fun

And holds our trust large measure

The praises just begun.

Psalm 48


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