From Sheba a distant report Of Solomon’s glory and fame,Invited the queen to his court,But
From Sheba a distant report Of Solomon’s glory and fame,Invited the queen to his court,But all was outdone when she came;She cried, with a pleasing surprise,When first she before him appeared,How much, what I see with my eyes,Surpasses the rumour I heard! When once to Jerusalem come,The treasure and train she had brought;The wealth she possessed at home,No longer had place in her thought:His house, his attendants, his throne,All struck her with wonder and awe;The glory of Solomon shone,In every object she saw. But Solomon most she admired,Whose spirit conducted the whole;His wisdom, which God had inspired,His bounty and greatness of soul;Of all the hard questions she put,A ready solution he showed;Exceeded her with and her suit,And more than she asked him bestowed. Thus I when the gospel proclaimedThe Saviour’s great name in my ears,The wisdom for which he is famed,The love which to sinners he bears;I longed, and I was not denied,That I in his presence might bow;I saw, and transported I cried,A greater than Solomon Thou! My conscience no comfort could find,By doubt and hard questions opposed;But He restored peace to my mind,And answered each doubt I proposed:Beholding me poor and distressed,His bounty supplied all my wants;My prayer could have never expressedSo much as this Solomon grants. I heard, and was slow to believe,But now with my eyes I behold,Much more than my heart could conceive,Or language could ever have told:How happy thy servants must be,Who always before thee appear!Vouchsafe, Lord, this blessing to me,I find it is good to be here. Queen of Sheba by John Newton -- source link
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