Father, whate'er of earthly bliss
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Father, whate'er of earthly blissThy sovereign will denies,Accepted at thy throne of grace,Let this petition rise:—
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Give me a calm, a thankful heart,From every murmur free;The blessings of thy grace impart,And make me live to thee.
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Let the sweet hope that thou art mineMy life and death attend;Thy presence through my journey shine,And crown my journey's end.