15 - My Maker and My King
My Maker and my King,
To
Thee my all I owe;
Thy
sovereign bounty is the spring
Whence
all my blessings flow;
Thy
sovereign bounty is the spring
Whence
all my blessings flow.
2
The
creature of Thy hand,
On
Thee alone I live;
My
God, Thy benefits demand
More
praise than I can give.
My
God, Thy benefits demand
More
praise than I can give.
3
Lord,
what can I impart
When
all is Thine before?
Thy
love demands a thankful heart;
The
gift, alas! how poor.
Thy
love demands a thankful heart;
The
gift, alas! how poor.
4
O!
let Thy grace inspire
My
soul with strength divine;
Let
every word each desire
And
all my days be Thine.
Let
every word each desire
And
all my days be Thine.