"my lot" appears in 12 hymns in our collection, reflecting its spiritual significance in worship.
my lot
...My home a palace or a cot;
Thank God! whatever be my lot,
Thine eye can see....
My home a palace or a cot;
Thank God! whatever be my lot,
Thine eye can see.
...That made a woman cry.
O Son of Man, to right my lot
Naught but Thy presence can avail;...
That made a woman cry.
O Son of Man, to right my lot
Naught but Thy presence can avail;
...Thy love to me impart;
This grant, whate’er my lot may be,
A wise, contented heart....
Thy love to me impart;
This grant, whate’er my lot may be,
A wise, contented heart.
...Through all my pilgrimage below,
Whate’er my lot may be,
In joy or sadness, weal or woe,...
Through all my pilgrimage below,
Whate’er my lot may be,
In joy or sadness, weal or woe,
...The fullness of my cup of bliss;
The Lord my lot maintains.
The lines are fallen unto me...
The fullness of my cup of bliss;
The Lord my lot maintains.
The lines are fallen unto me
...Thy presence Lord, fills every place;
And, wheresoe’er my lot may be,
Still shall my spirit cleave to Thee....
Thy presence Lord, fills every place;
And, wheresoe’er my lot may be,
Still shall my spirit cleave to Thee.
...I know not if or dark or bright
Shall be my lot;
If that wherein my hopes delight...
I know not if or dark or bright
Shall be my lot;
If that wherein my hopes delight
...To wander forth no more.
How happy now my lot,
I’ve found my long sought rest;...
To wander forth no more.
How happy now my lot,
I’ve found my long sought rest;
...Safe on His breast.
Changeful may be my lot,
His mercy changeth not;...
Safe on His breast.
Changeful may be my lot,
His mercy changeth not;
...I shall be conveyed to rest:
Amen, yea, my lot is blest.
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I shall be conveyed to rest:
Amen, yea, my lot is blest.
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...Nor will I court their smile.
Though grief and sorrow be my lot,
I shortly shall be free;...
Nor will I court their smile.
Though grief and sorrow be my lot,
I shortly shall be free;
...Pain and sickness ne’er shall enter,
Grief nor woe my lot shall share;
But, in that celestial center,...
Pain and sickness ne’er shall enter,
Grief nor woe my lot shall share;
But, in that celestial center,
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