Be Not Proud

Who gave me life, such joy, who gave to me such gifts? This I do not deserve. Keep me, keep me, O God, from thinking of all I have as if it were mine, my own. O God, do keep me from vain rejoicing. How can I know, O God, how great Thy gifts have been, For dimly I do see. What I possess is Thine. Thou speakest and I do live, Thou speakest and I am no more. O God, do keep me from vain rejoicing. From thee comes all that is good, we prosper from Thy gifts. O Thou, the greatest Good! Keep me, keep me, O God, from thinking of all I have as if it were mine, my own. O God, do keep me from vain rejoicing.