F. A. J. Hervey, 1867

Ma - jes - tic sweet-ness sits enthroned Up - on the Savior's brow;

His head with ra-diant glories crowned, His lips with grace o’erflow.

High in the heavens, e-ter-nal God, Thy goodness in full glo-ry shines;

Thy truth shall break through every cloud That veils and darkens Thy designs.

2 Forever firm Thy justice stands,

As mountains their foundations keep;
Wise are the wonders of Thy hands;

Thy judgments are a mighty deep.

3 My God, how excellent Thy grace,

Whence all our hope and comfort spring!
The sons of Adam in distress
Fly to the shadow of Thy wing.

4 Life, like a fountain rich and free,

Springs from the presence of my Lord;
And in Thy light our souls shall see
The glorious promise in Thy word.

I. Watts, 1719

O Love, who formedst me to wear The im-age of Thy God-head here;

Who soughtest me with ten - der care Through all my wanderings wild and drear;

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O Love, I give my - self to Thee, Thine ev-er, on-ly Thine

2 O Love, who ere life's earliest morn

On me Thy choice hast gently laid,
O Love, who here as man wast born,

And wholly like to us wast made;
O Love, I give myself to Thee,

Thine ever, only Thine to be.
3 O Love, who once in time wast slain,

Pierced through and through with bitter woe;
O Love, who wrestling thus didst gain

That we eternal joy might know;
O Love, I give myself to Thee,

Thine ever, only Thine to be.
4 0 Love, who lovedst me for aye,

Who for my soul dost ever plead,
O Love, who didst that ransom pay

Whose power sufficeth in my stead;
O Love, I give myself to Thee,

Thine ever, only Thine to be.
5 O Love, who once shalt bid me rise

From out this dying life of ours;
O Love, who once o'er yonder skies

Shalt set me in the fadeless bowers;
O Love, I give myself to Thee,
Thine ever, only Thine to be.

Arr. fr. R. Schumann, 1810—1856

2 Baptized into Thy name,

We all have Christ put on:
O may Thy love our hearts inflame,

The course of truth to run. 3 May earthly feelings die,

And fruits of faith increase; 70 C. M.

And Adam's nature prostrate lie

Before the Prince of Peace.
4 Endue us, Lord, with strength,

To triumph over sin:
That we may with Thy saints at length
Eternal glory win.

Seaton's Church H. B., 1855
Albert L. Peace, 1885

2 The least and feeblest there may bide O child of God, O glory's heir, Uninjured and unawed;

How rich a lot is thine! While thousands fall on every side, 4 A hand almighty to defend, He rests secure in God.

An ear for every call, 3 He feeds in pastures large and fair An honored life, a peaceful end, Of love and truth divine;

And heaven to crown it all!