21 ~ My Gracious Lord, I Own Thy Right
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My gracious Lord, I own Thy right To every service I can pay, And call it my supreme delight To hear Thy dictates, and obey.
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What is my being but for Thee Its sure support, its noblest end? 'Tis my delight Thy face to see, And serve the cause of such a Friend.
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I would not sigh for worldly joy, Or to increase my worldly good; Nor future days nor powers employ To spread a sounding name abroad.
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'Tis to my Saviour I would live To Him who for my ransom died; Nor could all worldly honor give Such bliss as crowns me at His side.
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His work my hoary age shall bless When youthful vigeor is no more; And my last hour of life confess His saving love, His glorious power.