Not From A Stock Of Ours But Thine,
Jesus, Thy Flock We Feed,
Thy Unexhausted Grace Divine
Supplies Their Every Need;
But If We Trust Thy Providence,
Thy Power And Will To Save,
We Have The Treasure To Dispense,
And Shall For Ever Have.
Jesus, If We Aright Confess
Our Heart-Felt Poverty,
We Own The Conscious Want Of Grace
Itself A Gift From Thee;
And Who Our Poverty Retain,
More Gifts We Shall Receive,
Multiplied Grace And Blessings Gain,
And All A God Can Give.
Our Scanty Stock As Soon As Known,
Our Insufficiency
For Feeding Famished Souls We Own,
And Bring It, Lord, To Thee;
Our Want Received Into Thy Hand
Shall Rich Abundance Prove,
Answer The Multitude’s Demand,
And Fill Them With Thy Love.
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