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Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart; Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art; Thou my best thought, by day or by night; Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.
DBe
Thou my
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vision,
O
Bm
Lord
of
A
my
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heart;
ANaught
be all else
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to
me,
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save
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that
Thou
A
art;
GThou
my best
D
thought,
by day or by
G-A
night;
DWaking
or
Bm
sleeping,
Thy
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presence
A7
my
D-G-D
light.
2
Be Thou my wisdom, and Thou my true Word; I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord; Thou my great Father and I, Thy true son; Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.
Be Thou my wisdom, and Thou my true Word;
I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord;
Thou my great Father and I, Thy true son;
Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.
DBe
Thou my
A
wisdom,
and
Bm
Thou
my
A
true
D
Word;
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ever with
D
Thee
and
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Thou
D
with
me,
A
Lord;
GThou
my great
D
Father
and I, Thy
G-A
true
son;
DThou
in me
Bm
dwelling,
and
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I
with
A7
Thee
D-G-D
one.
3
Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise; Thou mine inheritance, now and always; Thou and Thou only, first in my heart; O King of glory, my treasure Thou art.
Riches I heed not, nor man's empty praise;
Thou mine inheritance, now and always;
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart;
O King of glory, my treasure Thou art.
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I
A
heed
not, nor
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man's
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empty
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praise;
AThou
mine
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inheritance,
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now
D
and
A
always;
GThou
and Thou
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only,
first in my
G-A
heart;
DO
King of
Bm
glory,
my
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treasure
A7
Thou
D-G-D
art.
4
O King of glory, my victory won; Rule and reign in me ’til Thy will be done; Heart of my own heart, whatever befall; Still be my vision, O Ruler of all.
My favourite hymn of all time, reminds me to keep my eyes fixed on Jesus whatever comes my way- breakthroughs or challenges. "Heart of my own heart, whatever befall. Still be my vision, O Ruler of all".
For over a month now, this tune has been in my head. I knew that I knew it, but couldn’t remember. At 70, there are a lot things that slip my mind. And although I was near constantly humming it, all that would come to mind was “Save that thou art”. So finally I searched it and happy I did.
Be Thou my Breastplate, my Sword for the fight;
be Thou my whole Armor, be Thou my true Might;
be Thou my soul’s Shelter, be Thou my strong Tow’r,
O raise Thou me heav’nward, great Pow’r of my pow’r.