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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.
What empty things are all the skies,
And this inferior clod!
There’s nothing here deserves my joys,
There’s nothing like my God.
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My God, my Portion,
F♯m
and my Love,
My
Bm
everlasting
Bm-F♯m
All,
I've
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none but Thee in
F♯m
heav'n a
F♯m-Bm
bove,
Or
Em7
on this earthly
A7
ball.
What
D
empty things are
F♯m
all the skies,
And
Bm
this inferior
Bm-F♯m
clod!
There's
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nothing here de
F♯m
serves my
F♯m-Bm
joys,
There's
Em7
nothing
A7
like my
D-G-D
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.
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.
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.
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.
D
To Thee I owe my
F♯m
wealth, and friends,
And
Bm
health, and safe
Bm-F♯m
abode;
Thanks
G
to Thy name for
F♯m
meaner
F♯m-Bm
things,
But
Em7
they are not my
A7
God.
How
D
vain a toy is
F♯m
glittering wealth,
If
Bm
once compared to
Bm-F♯m
Thee!
Or
G
what's my
F♯m
safety, or
F♯m-Bm
my health,
Or
Em7
all my
A7
friends to
D-G-D
me.
3
Were I possessor of the earth,
And called the stars my own,
Without Thy graces and Thyself,
I were a wretch undone.
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.
Were I possessor of the earth,
And called the stars my own,
Without Thy graces and Thyself,
I were a wretch undone.
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.
D
Were I possessor
F♯m
of the earth,
And
Bm
called the stars my
Bm-F♯m
own,
G
Without Thy graces and
F♯m
Thyself,
I
Em7
were a wretch
A7
undone.
Let
D
others stretch their
F♯m
arms like seas,
And
Bm
grasp in all the
Bm-F♯m
shore;
Grant
G
me the visits
F♯m
of Thy
F♯m-Bm
grace,
And
Em7
I
A7
desire no
D-G-D
more.
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Waukegan, Illinois, United States
Without Thy graces (and daily mercies), and selection in eternity past, I were a wretch undone!
Budapest, Hungary
I Love my portion. God is my portion :)
White Rock, BC, Canada
God is my love 🌹
McKinney, TX, United States
My God, my portion
Irvine, CA, United States
There’s nothing here deserves my joys, there’s nothing like my God.
Austin, Texas, United States
Grant me the visits of Thy grace,
And I desire no more.
Fontana, CA, United States
Dear Lord, without Thy graces and Thyself, I were a wretch undone. Grant me the visits of Thy grace. Hallelujah.
Nairobi, Kenya
Grant me the visits of thy grace, and
I desire no more.
United States
desire no more... a pure heart captivated by our Lord...
Amen. thank You Lord Jesus...
Tallahassee, FL, United States
Nothing compares to the living God! When you work so hard for something you want or think you need it will never stay new and give you that fulfillment in your heart that It once gave you that you worked so hard for. It fades away and becomes worthless. It’s vanity. But not our God! Only the God Lord Jesus is the only living fulfillment we will ever need! We need not to work but just to ENJOY CHRIST in everything!