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I	A
	-
My food is but spare	B
And humble my cot	C
Yet Jesus dwells there	B
And blesses my lot	C
Though thinly I'm clad	D
And tempests oft roll	E
He's raiment and bread	F
And drink to my soul	E
	-
II	A
	-
His presence is wealth	G
His grace is a treasure	H
His promise is health	G
And joy out of measure	H
His word is my rest	I
His spirit my guide	J
In Him I am blest	I
Whatever betide	J
	-
III	A
	-
Since Jesus is mine	K
Adieu to all sorrow	L
I ne'er shall repine	K
Nor think of to morrow	L
The lily so fair	B
And raven so black	M
He nurses with care	B
Then how shall I lack	M
	-
IV	N
	-
Each promise is sure	O
That shines in His word	P
And tells me though poor	Q
I'm rich in my Lord	R
Hence Sorrow and Fear	S
Since Jesus is nigh	N
I'll dry up each tear	B
And stifle each sigh	N
	-
V	N
	-
Though prince duke or lord	R
Ne'er enter my shed	F
King Jesus my board	R
With dainties does spread	F
Since He is my guest	I
For joy I shall sing	T
And ever be blest	I
In Jesus my King	T
	-
VI	N
	-
With horrible din	K
Afflictions may swell	U
They cleanse me from sin	K
They save me from hell	U
They're all but the rod	V
Of Jesus in love	N
They lead me to God	V
And blessings above	N
	-
VII	N
	-
Through sickness and pain	K
I flee to my Lord	R
Sweet comfort to gain	K
And health from His word	P
Bleak scarcities raise	W
A keener desire	H
To feed on His grace	X
And wear His attire	H
	-
VIII	N
	-
The trials which frown	K
Applied by His blood	Y
But plait me a crown	K
And work for my good	Z
In praise I shall tell	U
When throned in my rest	I
The things which befell	U
Were always the best	I
	-
IX	X
	-
Whatever is hid	A2
Shall burst on my sight	B2
When hence I have fled	F
To glorious light	B2
Should chastisements lower	H
Then let me resign	K
Should kindnesses shower	H
Let gratitude shine	K
	-
X	X
	-
Hence Sorrow and Fear	S
Since Jesus is nigh	N
I'll dry up each tear	B
And stifle each sigh	N
And clothed in His word	P
Will conquer my foes	X
And follow my Lord	R
Wherever He goes	X
	-
XI	X
	-
My friends let us fly	N
To Jesus our King	T
And still as we hie	C2
Of grace let us sing	T
Through pleasure and pain	K
If faithful we prove	N
For cots we shall gain	K
A palace above	N

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