Hymnal: The Christian Hymn-Book
Date: 1829
Compiler: B W Stone and T Adams
Publisher/Printer: N L Finnell
First Line: My God my portion and my love
Topic: Rejoicing
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: CM
Tune:
Hymn Number: 139
Page Number: 151, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsMy God, my portion, and my love,
My everlasting all;
I've none but thee in heaven 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.
In vain the bright, the burning sun,
Scatters his feeble light;
'Tis thy sweet beams create my noon,
If thou withdraw, 'tis night.
And whilst upon my restless bed,
Among the shades I roll,
If my Redeemer show his head,
'Tis morning with my soul.
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 compar'd with thee;
Or what's my safety or my health,
Or all my friends, to me?
Were I possessor of the earth,
And call'd 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 face,
And I desire no more.