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I would weigh out my love with nicest care,Each moment shall make large the sum I give,
That all who want may find yet some to share;
And bless the crumb of bread that helps them live;
Of thy rich stores how much has wasted been,
Of all Thou giv'st me daily to divide;
I will in future count it for my sin,
If e'en a morsel from the poor I hide;
Help me to give them all Thou giv'st to me,
That I a faithful steward may be found;
That I may give a good account to Thee,
Of all the seed Thou sowest in my ground;
That nought of all Thou givest may remain,
That can a hungry soul in life sustain.
Poem No. 293; c. January 1839
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