Robert "Wee" Macmillan - Check-Mate lyrics

With strength and Might Sitting upright and tall Boldly following Honour's quickening call And with "trusty shield" upon the armor held in sight Be of shining truth; of justice, just as bright... He dismounts; Spiritually ‘quipped, and fully armed; Bearing Godly fruits, His chosen free charms Donning; Peace, Truth and Love, sent from his "Knight" So now; here he stands, a good Christian man Walking upright upon the chessboard of his God He strides out for a look, to see of his way Is there any fair maiden, in open display? Look out there! A true hearted woman, eager to play Revealing sk**ful; a hint ... Her mischievous ways Even way over there? No! Over-here, shining her wares With the Love of her God...With a strength to beware She stand's lone, and watchful with fragrant few flower; Wielding sweet Loving peace, be her tender hand's power Awaiting; so wanting, this bold-Christian man But at her feet, once sweet; now wilted-flat flowers; Never they mattered; any such, pauper-pawn's flatter For they; who have fallen, just by her touch Of her wisely being ... Her crafty hold's clutch Yet she; still standing strong ... She longs for her mate ... So be it ... For now, she graciously curtseys To this good Christian Man, In anticipation; the mere touch of his hand... So long kept in "check" ... In Honour -- Respect Offered softly; yet firm ... As her true warmth confirms To He ...Be it he? ... Be it truly He? This one who has knelt, upon his one knee Pure in all truths ... Filled with Godly intentions, For Worthy felt be; his endearing attentions And he takes her hand, Ever---so---gently This good Christian man And forever; together, Here do they both stand On God's Royal chessboard In Check-Mate ... Be it God's Holy Plan!