1 Yes, there are Joys that cannot die,
With GOD laid up in Store;
Treasure, beyond the changing Sky,
Brighter than Golden Ore.
2 The Seeds which Piety and Love
Have scatter'd here below,
In the fair, fertile Fields above,
To ample Harvests grow.
3 The Mite, my willing Hands can give,
At JESUS' Feet I lay;
Grace shall the humble Gift receive,
And Grace at large repay.
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First Line: | Yes, there are Joys that cannot die |
Title: | Providing Bags that wax not old |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1791 |
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Topic: | Faith and Obedience |