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Let heathens to their idols haste And worship




Let heathens to their idols haste,
And worship wood or stone;
But my delightful lot is cast
Where God is truly known.


His hand provides my constant food;
He fills my daily cup:
Much am I pleased with present good,
But more rejoice in hope.


God is my portion and my joy;
His counsels are my light;
He gives me sweet advice by day,
And keeps me safe by night.


My soul would all her thoughts approve
To his all-seeing eye:
Not death nor hell my hope shall move,
While such a friend is nigh.,


Thou shalt the paths of life display,
Which to thy presence lead;
Where pleasures dwell without alloy,
And joys that never fade.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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      Bible Refs: Ps 16;
      MUSIC
      Name: YORK
      Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1650
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