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King Solomon.
KING SOLOMON .
BY BRO . THE REV . JAMES B . MURRAY , NEW YORK . KING SOLOMON stood in his crown of gold , Between the pillars before the altar , In the House of the Lord . And the King was old , And his strength began to falter , So that he leaned upon his ebony staff , Sealed with the seal of the Pentegraph .
And the King stood still ' as a carven king , The carven cedarn beams below , In his purple robe , with his signet ring , And his beard was as white as suow , And his face to the Oracle , where the hymn Dies under the wings of the Cherubim .
And it came to pass as the King stood there , And looked on the house he had built with pride , That the hand of the Lord came unaware And touched him ; so that he died , In his purple robe , with his signet ring , And the crown wherewith they had crowned him king . And the stream of the folk that came and went
To worship the Lord with prayer and praise Went softly ever , in wonderment , For the King stood there always ; And it was solemn and strange to behold The dead King crowned with a crown of gold . For he leaned on his ebony staff upright ,
And over his shoulders the purple robe , And his hair and his beard were both snow-white , And the fame of him filled the globe ; So that no one dared touch him though he was dead , He looked so royal about the head . And the moons were changed and the years rolled on
, And a new king reigned in the old king ' s stead , And men were married and buried anon ; But the king stood stark and dead , Leaning upright upon his ebony staff—Preserved by the sign of the Pentegraph ;
And the stream of life as it went and came , Ever for worship , and praise , and prayer , Was awed by the face , and the fear , and the flame Of the dead king standing there ; For his hair was so white and his eyes so cold That they left him alone with his crown of gold .
So King Solomon stood up , dead in the House Of the Lord , held there by the Pentegraph , Until out from the pillar there ran a red mouse And gnawed through his ebony staff ; Then flat on his face the king fell clown , And they picked from the dust a goldeu crown .
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
King Solomon.
KING SOLOMON .
BY BRO . THE REV . JAMES B . MURRAY , NEW YORK . KING SOLOMON stood in his crown of gold , Between the pillars before the altar , In the House of the Lord . And the King was old , And his strength began to falter , So that he leaned upon his ebony staff , Sealed with the seal of the Pentegraph .
And the King stood still ' as a carven king , The carven cedarn beams below , In his purple robe , with his signet ring , And his beard was as white as suow , And his face to the Oracle , where the hymn Dies under the wings of the Cherubim .
And it came to pass as the King stood there , And looked on the house he had built with pride , That the hand of the Lord came unaware And touched him ; so that he died , In his purple robe , with his signet ring , And the crown wherewith they had crowned him king . And the stream of the folk that came and went
To worship the Lord with prayer and praise Went softly ever , in wonderment , For the King stood there always ; And it was solemn and strange to behold The dead King crowned with a crown of gold . For he leaned on his ebony staff upright ,
And over his shoulders the purple robe , And his hair and his beard were both snow-white , And the fame of him filled the globe ; So that no one dared touch him though he was dead , He looked so royal about the head . And the moons were changed and the years rolled on
, And a new king reigned in the old king ' s stead , And men were married and buried anon ; But the king stood stark and dead , Leaning upright upon his ebony staff—Preserved by the sign of the Pentegraph ;
And the stream of life as it went and came , Ever for worship , and praise , and prayer , Was awed by the face , and the fear , and the flame Of the dead king standing there ; For his hair was so white and his eyes so cold That they left him alone with his crown of gold .
So King Solomon stood up , dead in the House Of the Lord , held there by the Pentegraph , Until out from the pillar there ran a red mouse And gnawed through his ebony staff ; Then flat on his face the king fell clown , And they picked from the dust a goldeu crown .