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FILL Thou my life, O Lord my God, In every part with praise, That my whole being may proclaim Thy being and Thy ways. |
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2 | Not for the lip of praise alone, Nor e’en the praising heart, I ask, but for a life made up Of praise in every part. |
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3 | Fill every part of me with praise: Let all my being speak Of Thee and of Thy love, O Lord, Poor though I be and weak. |
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4 | So shalt Thou, Lord, from me, e’en me, Receive the glory due; And so shall I begin on earth The song for ever new. |
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5 | So shall each fear, each fret, each care, Be turned into a song; And every winding of the way His praises shall prolong. |
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6 | So shall no part of day or night From sacredness be free; But all my life, in every step, Be fellowship with Thee. |
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Horatius Bonar, 1808-89 |