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| Immortal honours rest on Jesus' head |
| My God, my portion, and my living bread. |
| In him I live, upon him cast my care |
| He saves from death destruction and despair. |
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| He is my refuge in each deep distress, |
| The Lord my strength and glorious righteousness |
| Through floods and flames he leads me safely on |
| And daily makes his sovereign goodness known. |
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| My every need he richly will supply |
| Now will his mercy ever let me die. |
| In him there dwells a treasure all divine, |
| And matchless grace has made that treasure mine. |
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| O that my soul could love and praise him more, |
| His beauties trace, his majesty adore, |
| Live near his heart, upon his bosom lean, |
| Obey his voice and all his will esteem. |