CHRISTIAN WARFARE AND FAITH UNDER TRIALS.
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I My God, mv Portion, and my Love,
My everlasting All,
I've none but thee in beaven above,
Or on this earthly ball.
2 What empty things are all the skies,
And this inferior clod !
There's nothing here deserves my joys,
There's nothing like my God.
3 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.
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4 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 ?
5 Were I possessor of the earth,
And called the stars my own,
Without thy graces and thyself,
I were a wretch undone.
6 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.
I. My God, my Por tion, and my Love, My ev¬
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