Songs

Majestic sweetness sits enthroned

61
					C.M.



1	Majestic sweetness sits enthroned
	Upon the Saviour’s brow;
	His head with radiant glories crowned,
	His lips with grace o’erflow.

2	No mortal can with Him compare
	Among the sons of men;
	Fairer is He than all the fair
	That fill the heavenly train.

3	He saw me plunged in deep distress,
	He flew to my relief;
	For me He bore the shameful cross,
	And carried all my grief.

4	To Him I owe my life and breath,
	And all the joys I have;
	He makes me triumph over death,
	He saves me from the grave.

5	To heaven, the place of His abode,
	He brings my weary feet;
	Shows me the glories of my God,
	And makes my joy complete.
	
6	Since from His bounty I receive 
	Such proofs of love divine,
	Had I a thousand hearts to give,
	Lord, they should all be Thine!


						S. Stennet