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O thou who wilt not fail to grant
To simple men below,
Whatever needy souls can want
Our boundless love bestow,
Help us thy gracious hand to trace
In all the gifts we share;
And give to each its proper place,
Lest they should prove a snare.
We thank thee, Lord, for health and ease,
Safe homes and faithful friends;
But ‘tis not on such things as these
That happiness depends.
For us no joys can health procure
Except thy love we see;
Pleasure in pain, and wealth is poor,
When separate from thee.
Thou art the treasure of our heart;
Thy grace our richest gain;
Whatever comforts may depart,
Oh, let thy grace remain.
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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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Ps 73:25-26;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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| 1853 | # 401 |
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