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To my King and High Priest, Jesus Christ — who has made us kings and queens in Your kingdom.

In crimson dawn of grace where shadows flee,
We stand as royally redeemed, set free—
Not slaves to dust, but heirs of heaven’s throne,
New creatures born; the old self buried, gone.
Our hearts, once stone, now pulse with holy fire,
Our souls refreshed by living streams that never tire,
Our minds renewed, illumined by the Word,
We cherish righteousness as heaven’s greatest treasure, long deferred.
O joy unbounded! In the sacred scroll we pore,
On statutes pure as gold, on wisdom’s endless store;
Each precept sings, a melody divine,
And in our spirits leaps the triumph of the Vine.
No weary yoke, but eagle’s wings of might,
We walk His ways through storm and starry night;
In victory’s stride, with banners high unfurled,
We live the law of love that conquers all the world.
For Christ has crowned us kings and queens to reign,
In robes of righteousness, unmarred by sin’s dark stain;
With gladness we obey, with laughter we ascend,
God’s kings and queens—forever crowned, forever blest.