Ye glitt’ring toys of earth, adieu;
A nobler choice be mine;
A heav’nly prize attracts my view,
A treasure all divine.

Jesus to multitudes unknown,
– Oh name divinely sweet! –
Jesus, in Thee, in Thee alone,
True wealth and honor meet.

Should earth’s vain treasures all depart,
Of this dear gift possessed,
I’d clasp it to my joyful heart,
And be forever blest.

Dear portion of my soul’s desires,
Thy love is bliss divine;
Accept the wish that love inspires,
And let me call Thee mine.

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