Maker In Whom We Live

Eternal, Triune God,
let all above,
record and dwell upon thy love.
When heaven and earth are fled
before thy face,
sing all thy love hath made
thine everlasting praise.

Crown him the Lord of love;
behold his side,
those wounds in beauty glorified.
All hail, Redeemer!
Thou hast died for me;
thy praise shall never fail
throughout eternity.

My will is not my own
till thou make it thine;
a crown, it must its crown resign.
It only stands unbent
amid the strife,
when on thy bosom leant,
and found in thee its life.