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Not from a stock of ours but thine,
Jesus, thy flock we feed,
Thy unexhausted grace divine
Supplies their every need;
But if we trust thy providence,
Thy power and will to save,
We have the treasure to dispense,
And shall for ever have.
Jesus, if we aright confess
Our heart-felt poverty,
We own the conscious want of grace
Itself a gift from thee;
And who our poverty retain,
More gifts we shall receive,
Multiplied grace and blessings gain,
And all a God can give.
Our scanty stock as soon as known,
Our insufficiency
For feeding famished souls we own,
And bring it, Lord, to thee;
Our want received into thy hand
Shall rich abundance prove,
Answer the multitude's demand,
And fill them with thy love.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Mt 14:16-18;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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MUSIC
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Name:
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HORSLEY
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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1844
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 301 | No key | | # 230 | Eb | | # 149 | Eb | | # 175 | Eb | | # 542 | Eb | | # 333 | Eb | | # 1134 | Eb | | # 178 | Eb | | # 180 | Eb | | # 214 | Eb | | # 455 | Eb | | # 332 | Eb | | # 429 | No key |
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