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MY gracious Lord, I own Thy right To every service I can pay, And call it my supreme delight To hear Thy dictates and obey. |
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2 | What is my being but for Thee, Its sure support, its noblest end? Thy ever-smiling face to see, And serve the cause of such a Friend. |
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3 | I would not breathe for worldly joy, Or to increase my worldly good; Nor future days or powers employ To spread a sounding name abroad. |
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4 | ’Tis to my Saviour I would live, To Him Who for my ransom died; Nor could untainted Eden give Such bliss as blossoms at His side. |
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5 | His work advancing age shall bless, When youthful vigour is no more; And my last hour of life confess His love has animating power. |
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Philip Doddridge, 1702-51 |