JESUS MY KING by Hannah Coddington

Seventh-day Adventist Missionary Society · Oakland, Cal. · Aug 9, 1883

JESUS MY KING.

By Hannah Coddington

My thoughts are winging their gladsome way To thy presence, O Jesus, my King! Oh, fill them with purity, love, and sweet peace, Bid holiness, judgment, and knowledge increase, And faith with her heavenward vision ne'er cease,— That honor and glory to thee I may bring.

My heart runs over with loving speech, In praise of thee, Jesus, my King! Oh, lay on my stammering lips a live coal, That my words with a power beyond their control, May carry a message of life to each soul,— So honor and glory to thee I will bring.

My soul is filling with song, break thou Its silence, O Jesus, my King! Oh, give me a melody perfect and sweet, With harmony ringing, and royally meet, To bear up the hearts of thy saints to thy feet! All honor and glory to thee I would bring.

I'm rich when I'm poor, and happy in bonds, If serving thee, Jesus, my King! Go with me, I pray thee, wherever I go, Dwell in me, that I, with thine image aglow, Draw others unto thee, as quick waters flow,— Thus honor and glory to thee I can bring.

The lights of home grow nearer, more bright! Art coming? O Jesus, my King! O shining in strength! O Ancient of Days! O blessed Redeemer! O Love's living rays! In "beautiful garments," salvation, and praise, What honor and glory to me thou dost bring!

—Hannah Coddington, in S. S. Times.