The Royal Prayer: A Crown of Victory” transforms the Lord’s Prayer into a majestic sequence of eight Shakespearean sonnets, each exalting a phrase with regal splendor and triumphant reverence. The collection portrays God as an eternal Sovereign, enthroned in heaven, whose hallowed name and victorious will reign supreme over earth and sky. Through royal petitions, it seeks His kingdom’s advent, His provision’s bounty, and His mercy’s grace, while celebrating His power to deliver from evil. Culminating in a grand affirmation of His unending kingdom, power, and glory, the sonnets weave a unified hymn of divine triumph—a prayerful crown that proclaims God’s majestic rule forever!

1. Our Father Which Art in Heaven

Our Father, Reigning High
Our Father, crowned in heaven’s boundless might,
Thou dwell’st above where golden realms extend,
Thy throne eternal shines with holy light,
A royal seat no mortal can transcend.

The stars bow low before Thy sacred name,
Thy voice commands the skies in grand array,
All kings of earth fade dim beneath Thy fame,
For Thou art Lord of night and endless day.

No power resists Thy regal, boundless sway,
The heavens sing Thy praise in vast accord,
Thy children call, in awe, from far away,
To hail Thee as their everlasting Lord.

Victorious King, our hearts to Thee we raise,
Our Father, robed in majesty and praise.

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2. Hallowed Be Thy Name

Thy Name Exalted High
Hallowed be Thy name, O Sovereign One,
A title writ in glory’s sacred flame,
Above all crowns, Thy holiness has won,
A majesty no tongue can fully frame.

The angels chant Thy praise in royal throng,
The earth resounds with echoes of Thy worth,
Thy name, a victor’s hymn, both loud and strong,
Proclaims Thy reign o’er heaven and o’er earth.

No shadow dares to dim Thy hallowed grace,
No rival dares Thy sacred rule defy,
All realms unite to bow before Thy face,
A kingly banner raised forever high.

Thy name, O Lord, our triumph and our boast,
Shall reign supreme from shore to farthest coast.

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3. Thy Kingdom Come

Thy Kingdom’s Royal Prayer
Thy kingdom come, O Lord of boundless might,
A regal plea from mortal lips ascends,
To call Thy rule from heaven’s golden height,
Where victory in royal splendor bends.

The scepter of Thy will shall shatter night,
Thy reign shall crush all thrones of fleeting dust,
With every prayer, Thy power takes its flight,
A sovereign force in which we place our trust.

The dawn shall break beneath Thy kingly hand,
The earth shall bloom where Thou hast set Thy claim,
All foes shall flee before Thy grand command,
Thy kingdom’s glory none shall dare defame.

So let it come, majestic and supreme,
Thy royal victory, our soul’s great dream.

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4. Thy Will Be Done in Earth, as It Is in Heaven

Thy Will, the Victor’s Crown
Thy will be done, O King of endless skies,
On earth as heaven bends to Thy decree,
A royal mandate mortals recognize,
A triumph vast for all eternity.

In heaven’s courts, Thy word is law divine,
The angels serve with swift and joyous might,
So here below, Thy purpose shall align,
To cast out dark and usher in Thy light.

No rebel force withstands Thy sovereign call,
The mountains quake, the seas Thy voice obey,
Thy will, a scepter raised o’er one and all,
Shall reign victorious in unbroken day.

Thy rule on earth, as heaven’s mirror grand,
Fulfills Thy glory by Thy royal hand.

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5. Give Us This Day Our Daily Bread

The King’s Provision
Give us this day our daily bread, O Lord,
Thou royal Giver, throned in boundless store,
Thy hand bestows what heavens can afford,
A banquet rich from mercy’s golden shore.

No want shall dim Thy subjects’ loyal cry,
For Thou, victorious, meet each humble plea,
With manna crowned, Thy grace shall never dry,
A feast of life for all who bend the knee.

The fields bow low, the harvest sings Thy name,
Thy bounty flows where royal favor reigns,
Each crumb a token of Thy boundless fame,
Each gift a chord in victory’s glad strains.

So daily, Lord, Thy table doth provide,
Our King, whose love shall evermore abide.

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6. And Forgive Us Our Debts, as We Forgive Our Debtors

The Throne of Mercy
Forgive us, Lord, our debts, O King of grace,
Thy mercy reigns where justice might condemn,
A royal pardon shines upon Thy face,
Restoring us to wear Thy diadem.

As we forgive, so Thou dost set us free,
A victor’s crown o’er guilt and shame bestowed,
Thy throne of love rules vast eternity,
Where streams of pardon endlessly have flowed.

No sin too deep escapes Thy sovereign eye,
No fault too great Thy clemency denies,
In majesty, Thou hearest every cry,
And bid’st Thy children in Thy likeness rise.

Forgiveness flows, a royal gift divine,
Through Thee, our souls with vict’ry’s light align.

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7. And Lead Us Not into Temptation, but Deliver Us from Evil

The Sovereign Deliverer
Lead us not into temptation’s snare, O King,
But guide us forth with Thy unerring hand,
Deliver us from evil’s darkened sting,
A royal shield o’er all Thy chosen band.

Thy voice commands the tempter’s flight away,
Thy might o’erthrows the shadows’ fleeting reign,
In victory, Thou turnest night to day,
And break’st the chains that seek our souls to chain.

No foe withstands Thy consecrated sword,
No trial dims Thy regal, guiding star,
Thy power guards the faithful to Thy word,
A triumph sounded near and echoed far.

From evil’s grasp, Thy strength shall us redeem,
Our Sovereign Lord, our everlasting theme.

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8. For Thine Is the Kingdom, and the Power, and the Glory, For Ever and Ever. Amen

The Eternal Majesty
For Thine’s the kingdom, power, glory vast,
O Lord, whose reign no boundary can confine,
A royal throne eternally recast,
Where victory and splendor intertwine.

All power bows before Thy sacred might,
The heavens blaze with glory’s endless flame,
Thy name resounds through time’s unbroken flight,
A sovereign anthem none shall ever tame.

Forever stands Thy rule, unyielding, grand,
The ages kneel to hymn Thy boundless worth,
All realms unite beneath Thy royal hand,
A crown of joy o’er heaven and o’er earth.

Amen, we sing, to Thee, our King adored,
Thy majesty reigns ever, mighty Lord.

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The poem celebrates a spiritual inheritance rooted in divine grace, depicted as pleasant boundaries in life. It highlights the poet’s godly heritage, received through the influence of devout parents, supportive neighbors, and a nurturing church community. These figures—parents with their prayers, neighbors with their kindness, and the church with its truth and fellowship—shape the narrator’s faith and identity. The sonnet concludes with the narrator standing firm in this sacred legacy, defined by grace and a deep connection to God and His people.

The lines are drawn in pleasant places sweet,
Where fields of grace bloom soft beneath the sun,
A heritage from God, my joy complete,
Through faithful hands where sacred love is spun.

Bestowed on me by godly parents dear,
Their prayers a shield, their wisdom lights my way,
And godly neighbors, steadfast, ever near,
Uphold me still with kindness day by day.

A godly church, a haven strong and true,
Has shaped my soul with hymns and holy care,
Its walls resound with truth I can’t outdo,
A fellowship of saints beyond compare.

So here I stand, by grace and love entwined,
A child of God, with godly roots defined.