1 Not all the treasures of the earth,
Can vie for beauty or for worth,
With those who in God’s Word abound,
For there the richest gems are found.
2 No costly vesture do I crave,
No princely jewels would I have,
But robed with Thy humility,
O Savior, I would ever be.
3 The crowns of earth, oh, do not bring,
Tho’ won by proudest prince or king,
For, in a land more bright and fair,
There is the crown I long to wear.
4 Tho’ but a wanderer I roam,
Not here I seek my rest or home,
For I’ve a portion with the blest,
And only there shall be my rest.Source: The Cyber Hymnal #9420