- 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. - 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. - 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. - 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.