Majestic Sweetness Sits Enthroned

 

Majestic Sweetness Sits Enthroned

CCLI Song # 27934

Samuel Stennett | Thomas Hastings

© Public Domain

Verse 1

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

Verse 2

No mortal can with Him compare

Among the sons of men

Fairer is He than all the fair

Who fill the heav'nly train

Who fill the heav'nly train

Verse 3

He saw me plunged in deep distress

He flew to my relief

For me He bore the shameful cross

And carried all my grief

And carried all my grief

Verse 4

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

And saves me from the grave

Verse 5

Since from His bounty I receive

Such proofs of love divine

Had I a thousand hearts to give

Lord they should all be Thine

Lord they should all be Thine

새찬송가 27장 빛나고 높은 보좌와

1.빛나고 높은 보좌와

그 위에 앉으신

주 예수 얼굴 영광이

해 같이 빛나네

해 같이 빛나네

2.지극히 높은 위엄과

한없는 자비를

뭇천사 소리 모아서

늘 찬송드리네

늘 찬송드리네

3.영 죽을 나를 살리려

그 영광 버리고

그 부끄러운 십자가

날 위해 지셨네

날 위해 지셨네

4.나 이제 생명 있음은

주님의 은사요

저 사망 권세 이기니

큰 기쁨 넘치네

큰 기쁨 넘치네

5.주님의 보좌 있는데

천한 몸 이르러

그 영광 몸소 뵈올 때

내 기쁨 넘치리

내 기쁨 넘치리

1 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned

 Upon the Saviour's brow;

 His head with radiant glories crowned,

 His lips with grace o'erflow.

2 No mortal can with him compare,

 Among the sons of men;

 Fairer is he than all the fair

 That fill the heavenly train.

3 He saw me plunged in deep distress,

 He flew to my relief;

 For me He bore the shameful cross,

 And carried all my grief.

4 To Him I owe my life and breath,

 And all the joys I have;

 He makes me triumph over death,

 He saves me from the grave.

5 To heaven, the place of His abode,

 He brings my weary feet;

 Shows me the glories of my God,

 And makes my joys complete.

5A To heaven, the place of His abode,

 He brings my weary feet;

 Shows me the glories of my God,

 And makes my joy complete.

6 Since from His bounty I receive

 Such proofs of love divine,

 Had I a thousand hearts to give,

 Lord, they should all be Thine!

Samuel Stennett (1727-1795)