Song: Majestic Sweetness Sits Enthroned in Make Christ King
Published in Make Christ King (Copyright 1912, by W. E. Biederwolf)
Format: Mixed words and music
Verses: 5 verses
Majestic sweetness sits enthroned
Upon the Savior’s brow;
His head with radiant glories crowned,
His lips with grace o’erflow,
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 heav’nly train,
That fill the heav’nly train.
He saw me plunged in deep distress,
And flew to my relief;
For me He bore the shameful cross,
And carried all my grief,
And carried all my grief.
To Him I owe my life and breath,
And all the joys I have;
He make me triumph over death,
And saves me from the grave,
And saves me from the grave.
Since from His bounty I receive
Such proofs of love divine,
Had I a thousand hearts to give,
Lord, they should all be thine.