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Kingdoms are not my desire,
Costly food or rich attire;
These I cheerfully resign,
Let but Agur’s lot be mine.
Be that little sanctified,
Nothing here I want beside;
With a competency blessed,
I am happy and at rest.
I with pleasure eat my bread,
Bless the hand by which I’m fed,
envy not the miser’s store,
His compared with mine is poor.
On the Saviour of my soul,
I my daily burden roll;
Whether more I have or less,
He’s my only happiness.
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Meter:
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7 7 7 7
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1818
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Pr 30:8; Jer 45:5;
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HARTS
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7 7 7 7
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 329 | A | | # 630 | Ab | | # 646 | Ab | | # 748 | Ab | | # 54 | Ab | | # 289 | G | | # 145 | No key | | # 462 | No key |
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