King Solomon
Who
is this coming up the desert way
in
clouds of dust and frankincense and myrrh?
O
look! The king, he comes in grand display—
King
Solomon enrobed in roy’l azure!
He
is escorted by his men of might,
his
sixty friends all armed with battle-sword,
prepared
for ev’ry terror of the night,
devoted
fully to their king and lord.
The
coach he rides is splendid to behold.
He
made it of the finest cedar trees.
Its
frame is silver and its roof is gold.
Upon
his purple couch he is at ease.
Come
out, you maids, and see my joyful groom
as
he invites us to the wedding room!
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