He was such a favourite that he had only to ask and have, so that he would make short work with sulky Mordecai. Next morning he would go to court and get the kings warrant for the man’s execution. We shall see what happened.
But no such rigid law we fear,
Who to the King of kings draw near,
Boldly approach his gracious throne,
And freely our requests make known.
Beyond the inner court we press,
Enter within the holiest place;
Sure to obtain the peace of God,
And all we ask through Jesu’s blood.