Father, whate’er of earthly bliss
Thy sov’reign will denies;
Accepted at Thy throne of grace,
Let this petition rise:



Give me a calm, a thankful heart,
From ev’ry murmur free;
The blessings of Thy grace impart,
And make me live to Thee.


Oh, let the hope that Thou art mine,
My life and death attend;
Thy presence thro’ my journey shine,
And crown my journey’s end.


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