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Who all my sense confin'd

To know but this, that thou art Good,

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What blessings thy free bounty gives
Let me not cast away;

For God is paid when Man receives :
T' enjoy is to obey.

Yet not to Earth's contracted span
Thy goodness let me bound,

Or think thee Lord alone of Man,
When thousand worlds are round.


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If I am wrong, oh! teach my heart

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Mean tho' I am, not wholly so,

Since quicken'd by thy breath;
O lead me, wheresoe'er I go,

Thro' this day's life or death!

This day be bread and peace my lot;


All else beneath the sun

Thou know'st if best bestow'd or not,
And let thy will be done.

To Thee, whose temple is all space,
Whose altar earth, sea, skies!
One chorus let all Being raise!
All Nature's incense rise!


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