Lvii

Blest is the man whom the Lord’s hand As bard had consecrated; He has looked into God’s decrees And has men’s breasts well rated.

He knows what says the world’s great psalm And what the birds are singing; He understands the throbbing heart, In tears, and with joy ringing.

What secret is to other men Is open to his vision; He is the leader of God’s race To its long promised region.

He is the king of kingdoms vast, The priest of men’s salvation, And beauties’ treasures lie in him Beyond all estimation.