1. Majestic sweetness sits enthroned Upon the Savior's brow; His head with radiant glories crowned, His lips with grace o'er flow. His lips with grace o'er flow. 2. No mortal can with Him compare Among the sons of men; Fairer is He than all the fair That fill the heavenly train. That fill the heavenly train. 3. To Him I owe my life and breath, And all the joys I have; He makes me triumph over death, And saves me from the grave. And saves me from the grave. 4. To God, the Father, my abode, He brings my weary feet; Shows me the glories of my God, And makes my joys complete. And makes my joys complete. 5. Since from His bounty I receive Such proofs of love divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord, they should all be Thine. Lord, they should all be Thine.
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