1 Riches unsearchable, riches untold,—
Purer and brighter than silver or gold,—
Riches unsearchable, priceless, divine,
Blessed Creator and Saviour, are thine.
O for a harp and a voice to proclaim,
Glory and praise to thy excellent name.
2 Riches unsearchable thou wilt bestow
When to thy throne in thy Spirit we go;
When in thy promise we trust and believe,
Riches unsearchable we shall receive. [Refrain]
3 Riches unsearchable, drop’d from above
Into our souls from thy storehouse of love,
What will they be when our race we have run?
What will they be when our crown we have won? [Refrain]
4 Riches unsearchable, not for a day,—
Not for the years that shall circle away,—
Riches eternal, exhaustless, divine,
Blessed Creator and Saviour, are thine. [Refrain]
Source: Joyful Sound: a collection of new hymns and music with familiar selections #90