V.B. & H.J. - My God, my portion and my love | Текст песни

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• V.B. & H.J.
• My God, my portion and my love

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My God, my Portion, and my Love,
My everlasting All,
I’ve none but Thee in heav’n above,
Or on this earthly ball,
Or on this earthly ball.

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What empty things are all the skies,
And this inferior clod!
There’s nothing here deserves my joys,
There’s nothing like my God,
There’s nothing like my God.

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To Thee I owe my wealth, and friends,
And health, and safe abode;
Thanks to Thy name for meaner things,
But they are not my God,
But they are not my God.

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How vain a toy is glittering wealth,
If once compared to Thee!
Or what’s my safety, or my health,
Or all my friends to me,
Or all my friends to me.

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Were I possessor of the earth,
And called the stars my own,
Without Thy graces and Thyself,
I were a wretch undone,
I were a wretch undone.

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Let others stretch their arms like seas,
And grasp in all the shore;
Grant me the visits of Thy grace,
And I desire no more,
And I desire no more.