98. Wondrous Treasures

1 I have treasures, wondrous treasures,
That are precious to my soul,
And they grow still dearer, dearer,
As the glad years onward roll.

Gifts are they from God my Father,
Straight from his dear hands they came,
Gifts that never more shall perish,
Mine forever, praise his name.

2 Peace that passeth understanding,
Hope in him that cannot die,
Fullness of his love eternal
Foretaste of thy joy on high. [Refrain]

3 Over there a home so blessed,
Where there shall be no more night,
Death and sin may never enter,
All is love and peace and light. [Refrain]

4 You may have these blessed treasures,
Unto you he will bestow
And each trusting soul who seeks them,
Shall their blessed sweetness know. [Refrain]

Text Information
First Line: I have treasures, wondrous treasures
Title: Wondrous Treasures
Author: Ida L. Reed
Refrain First Line: Gifts are they from God my Father
Publication Date: 1907


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