Majestic sweetness sits enthroned

Majestic sweetness sits enthroned
  Upon the Savior’s brow;
His head with radiant glories crowned,
  His lips with grace o’erflow.
No mortal can with Him compare
  Among the sons of men;
Fairer is He than all the fair
  That fill the heavenly train.
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.
To God, the Father, my abode,
  He brings my weary feet;
Shows me the glories of my God,
  And makes my joys complete.
Since from His bounty I receive
  Such proofs of love divine,
Had I a thousand hearts to give,
  Lord, they should all be Thine.
Toyin Diyan

London, United Kingdom

Lord if I a thousand hearts to give, they should all be Thine!

Steve Miller

Detroit, MI, United States

There are 2 additional stanzas between following stanza 1 above:

To Christ, the Lord, let every tongue

Its noblest tribute bring

When He’s the subject of the song,

Who can refuse to sing?


Survey the beauties of His face,

And on His glories dwell;

Think of the wonders of His grace,

And all His triumphs tell,


The following 2 stanzas follow the stanza #2

He saw me plunged in deep distress

And flew to my relief;

For me He bore the shameful cross

And carried all my grief,


His hand a thousand blessings pours

Upon my guilty head:

His presence gilds my darkest hours,

And guards my sleeping bed,


Line #1 of stanza #4 originally says:

To Heav’n, the place of His abode,


St Petersburg, Florida, United States

It was such a blessing to sing along with words for my morning devotion. This is one of my most beloved hymns. Thank you so much for your ministry. May god bless your heart and grant you all your heart's desire for His glory.