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My Maker and My King

Verse 1

Verse 1

Verse 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.

Verse 2

Verse 2

Verse 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.

Verse 3

Verse 3

Verse 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.

Verse 4

Verse 4

Verse 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.