How Rich I am
Rejoice, O my soul, Rejoice.
Let my lips His praise give voice.
Unceasing each breath a prayer;
For the love of my Lord is there.
I can in give thanks in all things;
It is the Lord who in my life reigns.
I meditate on His word night and day,
I know with me He will always stay.
Calm comes as I draw near to Him;
The noise of this world grows dim.
I come to Him and hardly confess,
Of all the things I did transgress.
He knows my heart and forgives;
Reminding me of the mercy He gives.
Although a sinner from birth I be,
With love He paid the price for me.
Rejoice, for my soul can not contain,
I overflow with joy I can not refrain.
To this world I may seem a poor man;
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