The Kings Court

Thine halls are paved with justice

whose courts shine forth as fair

 

thy robes emboidered with trust

an crown of loving kindness upon thy brow

 

the golden girdle of truth

is the vesture of  your choosing

 

eyes bright with insight 

adorned a ready mind complete

 

the decress of the tribunal

surely  

the smallest shall know

his pleadings have not gone

 

                unheard

 

the lowly and humble found favor

in the yoke of your strength

 

you have commanded justice

 

thy wax has sealed the judgment

in his behalf

 

and of those who do run

to treachery

 

thou hast dispised the takers

         of bribes

 

and those who conceal

their poison in the land

 

thou art threaded

like those who are noble true

 

thine inward parts do glisten

with the instrucion of your God

as those which art precious yet

 

to you will the nations bow

Glorious as the King

adorned with no inclusion

                                                  of your gems... 

 

in you does the heart of the people 

rest their confidence

 

Apocalypse 11:18

 

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