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A quiet heart submissive meek Father do




A quiet heart, submissive, meek,
Father, do Thou bestow,
Which more than granted will not seek
To have, or give, or know.


Each little hill then holds its gift
Forth to my joying eyes;
Each mighty mountain will uplift
My spirit to the skies.


Lo ! every lily's shining cup,
The hum of hidden bee,
The odours floating mingled up,
With insect revelry,


All hues, all harmonies divine,
The holy earth about,
Their souls will send forth into mine
My soul to widen out.


And thus the great earth I shall hold
A perfect gift of Thine ;
Richer by these, a thousand-fold,
Than if broad lands were mine.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1903
      Bible Refs:
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1903# 172
      MUSIC
      Name: LONDON NEW
      Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1671,1968
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