Majestic sweetness sits enthroned, Upon the Saviours brow.

Luke_2-11: For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.

Majestic sweetness sits enthroned
Upon the Saviours brow;
His head with radiant glories crowned,
His lips with grace overflow.

No mortal can with Him compare,
Among the sons of men;
Fairer is He than all the fair
That fill the heavenly train.

He saw me plunged in deep distress,
He flew to my relief;
For me He bore the shamefuI cross,
And carried all my grief.

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.

To heaven, the place of His
abode,
He brings my weary feet,
Shows me the glories of my
God,
And makes my joy…