15   My Maker and My King




[1]
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 and each desire
And all my days be Thine.
Let every word and each desire
And all my days be Thine.