1 Ah, tell me not of gold or treasure,
Of pomp and beauty here on earth!
There's not a thing that gives me pleasure,
Of all this world displays for worth.
Each heart will seek and love its own;
Refrain:
My goal is Christ and Christ alone,
My goal is Christ and Christ alone.
2 The world and her pursuits will perish;
Her beauty's fading like a flower;
The brightest schemes the earth can cherish,
Are but the pastime of an hour.
Each heart will seek and love its own; [Refrain]
3 Against this tow’r there's no prevailing;
His kingdom passes not away;
His throne abides despite assailing,
From henceforth unto endless day.
Each heart will seek and love its own; [Refrain]
4 And though a pilgrim I must wander,
Still absent from the one I love,
He soon will have me with him yonder,
In his own glory-worlds above.
Triumphantly I therefore own; [Refrain]
Source: Triumphant Songs No.1 #2