But you are “a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people of his own, so that you may announce the praises” of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.
“The Lord God made grow every tree that was delightful to look at and good for food, with the tree of life in the middle of the garden.”
My heart is stirred
by a noble theme,
as I sing my ode to the king.
My tongue is the pen
of a nimble scribe.
Son though he was, he learned obedience from what he suffered;
and when he was made perfect, he became the source of eternal salvation for all who obey him,
declared by God high priest according to the order of Melchizedek.
For a child is born to us, a son is given to us;
upon his shoulder dominion rests.
They name him Wonder-Counselor, God-Hero,
Father-Forever, Prince of Peace.
His dominion is vast
and forever peaceful,
Upon David’s throne, and over his kingdom,
which he confirms and sustains
By judgment and justice,
both now and forever.