Old-Line Primitive Baptist Hymn and Tune Book

Hymn #350: My God, My Portion, And My Love

Hymn #349 Hymn #351

Reliance and Devotion

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350 (C.M.) Isaac Watts

My God, my portion, and my love.

My everlasting all,

I've none but Thee in heav'n 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.

To Thee we owe our 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 glitt'ring wealth,

If once compared to Thee!

Or what's my safety or my health,

Or all my friends to me?

Were I possessor of the earth,

And called 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.

Hymn #349 Hymn #351