God is the fountain whence [originally, Love is the fountain whence] Ten thousand blessings flow; To Him my life, my health, and friends, And every good, I owe. The comforts He affords Are neither few nor small; He is the source of fresh delights, My portion and my all. He fills my heart with joy, My lips attunes for praise; And to His glory I???ll devote The remnant of my days.
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