One Hundred Holy Songs, Carols, and Sacred Ballads Original, and suitable for music [by Jean Ingelow] |
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[He with good gifts that most is blest]
“For none of us liveth to himself, and no man dieth to himself.”
He with good gifts that most is blest,
Or stands for God above the rest,
Let him so think—“To serve the dear,
The lowlier children I am here.
Or stands for God above the rest,
Let him so think—“To serve the dear,
The lowlier children I am here.
“It is the children's bread I break;
He trusts me with it for their sake;
(Hunger I must if none it shares)
It is but mine when it is theirs.
He trusts me with it for their sake;
(Hunger I must if none it shares)
It is but mine when it is theirs.
“That which I teach, it most is mine,
Dear child of God, to make it thine;
When thou hast learn'd it, I shall see
The perfect meaning first in thee.
Dear child of God, to make it thine;
When thou hast learn'd it, I shall see
The perfect meaning first in thee.
“That song I made it was not mine,
Nor fraught with incense for the shrine,
Till, when thou sang'st it sweetly through,
I with thy voice sang praises too.
Nor fraught with incense for the shrine,
Till, when thou sang'st it sweetly through,
I with thy voice sang praises too.
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“That which I am, it is not mine;
The earth unto the moon doth shine—
Not to herself, for oft her way
Seems but a dark and cloudy day.
The earth unto the moon doth shine—
Not to herself, for oft her way
Seems but a dark and cloudy day.
“O Church of God! my life is lent
For yours, to spend and to be spent;
O Christ of God! let my death be
Not to myself but Thee—but Thee!”
For yours, to spend and to be spent;
O Christ of God! let my death be
Not to myself but Thee—but Thee!”
Amen.
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