You glittering toys of earth, adieu,

A nobler choice be mine;

A real prize attracts my view—

A treasure all divine.

2 Away, unworthy of my cares,

You specious baits of sense;

Inestimable worth appears,

The pearl of price immense!

3 Jesus to multitudes unknown—

O name divinely sweet!

Jesus, in thee, in thee alone,

Wealth, honor, pleasure meet.

4 Should both the Indies, at my call,

Their boasted stores resign,

With joy I would renounce them all,

For leave to call thee mine.

5 Should earth’s vain treasures all depart

Of this dear gift possessed,

I’d clasp it to my joyful heart,

And be for ever blest.

6 Blest Sovereign of my soul’s desires,

Thy love is bliss divine;

Accept the praise that love inspires,

Since I can call thee mine!