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When I behold my table spread,
I’ll bless the Lord who gives me bread,
And own his daily care;
Nor e’er forget amidst my store,
The pious and afflicted poor,
But they of mine shall share!
Whate’er’s bestowed I’ll not abuse,
But all with moderation use,
As coming from my God;
True sympathy would I possess,
Would feel for those in deep distress,
And help to bear their load.
Or if at home or with a friend,
Thy glory, Lord, shall be my end,
However mean the fare;
I’ll wait to feast above the skies,
Where all thy saints to glory rise,
And round the board appear.
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PEMBROKE
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Meter:
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8 8 6 8 8 6
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Key
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| # 772 | F | | # 413 | F | | # 385 | F | | # 282 | F | | # 51 | G |
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