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Title: Coming to the King

Author: Frances Ridley Havergal

Release Date: January 8, 2004 [EBook #10630]

Language: English

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Happy are thy men, happy are these thy servants, which stand continually
before Thee and that hear Thy wisdom

1 Kings X 8

Coming to the King

By

Frances Ridley Havergal

Coming to the King.

I came from very far to see
The King of Salem, for I had been told
Of glory and of wisdom manyfold,
And condescension infinite and free.
Now could I rest, when I had heard his fame,
In that dark lonely land of death, from whence I came?

I came (but not like Sheba's queen), alone!
No stately train, no costly gifts to bring;
No friend at court, save One the King!
I had requests to spread before His throne,
And I had questions none could solve for me,
Of import deep, and full of mystery.

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I came and communed with that mighty King
And told Him all my heart, I cannot say
In mortal ear what communings were they
But wouldst thou know,
So too, and meekly bring
All that is in thine heart and thou shalt hear
His voice of love and power
His answers sweet and clear

O happy end of every weary guest!
He told me all I needed graciously:--
Enough for guidance, and for victory
O'er doubts and fears enough for quiet rest,
And when some veiled response
I could not read
It was not hid from Him, this was enough indeed

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His wisdom and His glories passed before
My wondering eyes in gradual revelation
The house that He had built its strong foundation
Its living stones and, brightening more and more
For glimpses of that palace far away,
Where all his loyal ones
Shall dwell with Him for aye.

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True the report that reached my far-off land
Of all His wisdom and transcendent fame,
Yet I believed not until I came
Bowed to