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The queen in gold of Ophir At Thy right hand doth stand; King’s daughters are the women Who fill Thy honored band. The church in all her glory Shall match her glorious King, And all the saints, the women, Thy likeness there shall bring. |
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O daughter, now consider, E’en now incline thine ear: Remember not thy people And all thine own things here. Thy beauty then shall blossom— ’Twill be the King’s desire; For He thy worthy Lord is, Thy worship to inspire. |
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The daughter’s glorious garments Are made of inwrought gold— Within the inner palace, How wondrous to behold! The glory of God’s nature Is given her to wear, That all His holy being She may in life declare. |
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In clothing too embroidered She’ll to the King be led, In that fine linen garment To be exhibited. ’Tis by the Spirit’s stitching That Christ in us is wrought, And with this glorious garment We’ll to the King be brought. |
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What gladness and rejoicing When we the King shall see! We’ll shout His worthy praises Through all eternity. And though the King we worship Or glory in the Queen, In all this blest enjoyment The glory goes to Him. |
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London, United Kingdom
Hallelujah! In the end the church shall match her king! And all the glory will go to Him!
Yes! We see it in Rev. 21:2. New Jerusalem — God's tabernacle with man. He will dwell with us and we with him in glory forever more on earth!
This is God's majestic desire! And He gets it. Amen!
Austin, Texas, United States
The glory goes to Him