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Sweet content, that balm all-healing,
Much enlivens every state;
Though our wealth be not increasing,
Our desires will it abate:
|: Calm the tempest, :|
Which tumultuous thoughts create.


This will add to every comfort,
Give new charms to happiness;
Are we poor, forlorn, despised?
This will make our sorrows less:
|: Sweet contentment, :|
Soothes the mind in deep distress.


But the mortal still repining,
Daily aggravates his pain;
BE he great and stored with riches,
Still he sighs for peace in vain:
|: True contentment, :|
Is itself the highest gain.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 7 8 7 4 7 extended
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1818
      Bible Refs: Phil 4:11; Heb 13:5;
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      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1818# 152
      MUSIC
      Name: SICILIAN MARINERS' HYMN
      Meter: 8 7 8 7 8 7
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1794
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