Contentment (Smart)

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God's all my portion, all my good,
From his rich mercy flows;
And his good Providence secures
The blessings he bestows.

I envy not the great man's state,
Nor pine to see his store;
With what I have I'm pleased much,
With what I hope for more.

Then let me make the Lord my trust,
And practise all that's good;
So shall I dwell among the just,
And he'll provide me food.

I charge my thoughts, Be humble still,
And all thy carriage mild,
Content, my Father, with thy will,
And quiet as a child.

The meek, at last, the earth possess,
They are the Heirs of Heaven;
True riches, with abundant peace,
To humble souls are given.

This work was published before January 1, 1923, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.