The world their fancied pearl may crave

1 The world their fancied pearl may crave,
'Tis not the pearl for me;
'Twill loose its lustre in the grave,
'Twill perish in the sea.
But there's a pearl of price untold,
Which never can be bought with gold;
The sinking soul 'twill save,
Oh! that's the pearl for me.

2 Let pleasure chant her siren song,
'Tis not the song for me;
To weeping it will turn ere long,
For this is heaven's decree;
But there's a song the ransom'd sing,
To Jesus, their exalted King,
With joyful heart and tongue--
Oh! that's the song for me.

Source: The Minstrel of Zion: a book of religious songs, accompanied with appropriate music, chiefly original #192