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Text: | Jesus, priceless treasure |
Author: | John Franck |
1 Jesus, priceless treasure,
Source of purest pleasure,
Truest friend to me;
Long my heart hath panted
Till it well-nigh fainted,
Thirsting after Thee.
Thine I am, O spotless Lamb,
I will suffer nought to hide Thee,
Ask for nought beside Thee.
2 In Thine arms I rest me,
Foes who would molest me
Cannot reach me here;
Though the earth be shaking,
Every heart be quaking,
Jesus calms my fear;
Sin and hell in conflict fell
With their heaviest storms assail me.
Jesus will not fail me.
3 Satan, I defy thee;
Death, I need not fly thee;
Fear, I bid thee cease!
Rage, O world, thy noises
Cannot drown our voices
Singing still of peace;
For God's power Guards every hour;
Earth and all the depths adore Him,
Silent bow before Him.
4 Wealth, I will not heed thee,
Wherefore should I need thee,
Jesus is my joy;
Honors, ye may glisten,
But I will not listen,
Ye the soul destroy;
Want or loss Or shame or cross
Ne'er to leave my Lord shall move me,
Since He deigns to love me.
5 Farewell, thou who choosest
Earth, and heaven refusest,
Thou wilt tempt in vain;
Hence, ye sins, nor blind me,
Get ye far behind me,
Come not forth again:
Past your hour, O pomp and power;
Godless life, thy bonds I sever,
Leave thee now for ever!
6 Hence, all thoughts of sadness,
For the Lord of gladness,
Jesus, enters in;
Those who love the Father,
Though the storms may gather,
Still have peace within;
Yea, whatever I here must bear,
Thou art still my purest pleasure,
Jesus, priceless treasure!
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Jesus, priceless treasure |
Author: | John Franck |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1884 |
Topic: | Praise to Jesus |