The Cyber Hymnal ‎#11713

11713. I Was Poor As The Poorest

1 I was poor as the poorest outcast from the fold,
I sank by the wayside with hunger and cold;
But He bade me look up, all His riches behold;
O the wealth of the world is Jesus.

Refrain:
I was poor as the poorest outcast from the fold,
But He gave me great treasures of silver and gold,
And a mansion above that will never grow old,
For the wealth of the world is Jesus.

2 I was poor as the poorest, I shrank from the throng,
I hid in the darkness that dwelt with me long;
But He came like the morning with sunlight and song,
Now the light of my life is Jesus. [Refrain]

3 I was poor as the poorest, I wandered alone,
No dwelling I had, and my pillow a stone;
But I heard someone whisper, My child, still My own;
Now the peace of my heart is Jesus. [Refrain]

4 I was poor as the poorest; He came from the sky
With love that was deathless for sinners to die;
And He bled on the cross, and my heart said, ’Tis I;
Now the love in my soul is Jesus. [Refrain]

5 I was poor as the poorest till Jesus stooped low
And washed all my sins of the whiteness of snow;
And so that is the reason I love Him, you know;
O the wealth of the world is Jesus. [Refrain]

Text Information

• First Line: I was poor as the poorest outcast from the fold
• Title: I Was Poor As The Poorest
• Author: Frank H. Mashaw (1899)
• Refrain First Line: I was poor as the poorest outcast from the fold
• Language: English
• Source: Gospel Praises by William J. Kirkpatrick, J. Lincoln Hall and Hnery L. Gilmour (Philadelphia: Hall-Mack, 1899)
• Copyright: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: [I was poor as the poorest outcast from the fold]
• Composer: Joseph Lincoln Hall
• Key: E♭ Major
• Copyright: Public Domain