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1 ‘Tis not the gold that’s mix’d with dross,
‘Tis not the silver yet untried;
‘Tis not the gain that proves but loss,
‘Tis not the wealth unsanctified.
O no, ‘tis glory, glory fair,
Unfailing as the God we love;
‘Twill brighter grow, yea, brighter there,
Thro’ all the life we live above.
2 ‘Tis not the morn o’erspread with clouds,
‘Tis not the day that ends in night;
‘Tis not the light that darkness shrouds,
‘Tis not the sun that sinks from sight. [Chorus]
3 ‘Tis not the joy that’s quench’d in tears,
‘Tis not the faith that’s put to flight;
‘Tis not he hope that’s chang’d to fears,
‘Tis not he love that sin can blight. [Chorus]
Source: Gospel Praise Book.: a collection of choice gems of sacred song suitable for church service, gospel praise meetings, and family devotions. (Complete ed.) #286a