Verse 1
Majestic sweetness sits enthron’d
Upon the Saviour’s brow;
His head with radiant glories crown’d
His lips with grace o’er flow.
Verse 2
No normal can with Him compare
Among the sons of men;
Father is He than all the fair
That fill the heavenly train.
Verse 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.
Verse 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.
Verse 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
Verse 6
Since from bounty I receive
Such proofs of love divine;
Had I a thousand hearts to give,
Lord, they should all be Thine
Sammuel Stennett.