Be Thou My Vision
Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart,
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art:
Thou my best thought by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.
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Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise,
Thou mine Inheritance now and always;
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,
High King of heaven, my Treasure Thou art.
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High King of heaven, my victory won,
May I reach heaven’s joys, of bright heaven’s Sun!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all.
Praise to the Lord, the Almighty
Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation!
O my soul, praise Him, for He is thy health and salvation!
All ye who hear, Now to His temple draw near;
Join me in glad adoration!
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Praise to the Lord! Oh, let all that is in me adore Him!
All that hath life and breath, come now with praises before Him!
Let the Amen Sound from His people again:
Gladly for aye we adore Him. Amen