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Jesus, Priceless Treasure
Verse 1
Jesus, priceless treasure,
Source of purest pleasure,
Truest Friend to me:
Ah! how long I've panted,
And my heart has fainted,
Thirsting, Lord, for Thee.
Thine I am, O spotless Lamb,
I will suffer naught to hide Thee,
Nought I ask beside Thee.
Source of purest pleasure,
Truest Friend to me:
Ah! how long I've panted,
And my heart has fainted,
Thirsting, Lord, for Thee.
Thine I am, O spotless Lamb,
I will suffer naught to hide Thee,
Nought I ask beside Thee.
Verse 2
In Thine arm I rest me;
Foes who would molest me
Cannot reach me here;
Though the earth be shaking,
Every heart be quaking,
Jesus calms my fear;
Sin and hell in conflict fell
With their bitter storms assail me:
Jesus will not fail me.
Foes who would molest me
Cannot reach me here;
Though the earth be shaking,
Every heart be quaking,
Jesus calms my fear;
Sin and hell in conflict fell
With their bitter storms assail me:
Jesus will not fail me.
Verse 3
Hence all fears and sadness!
For the Lord of gladness,
Jesus enters in;
Those who love the Father,
Tho' the storms may gather,
Still have peace within;
Yea, whate'er I here must bear,
Still in Thee lies purest pleasure,
Jesus, priceless treasure!
For the Lord of gladness,
Jesus enters in;
Those who love the Father,
Tho' the storms may gather,
Still have peace within;
Yea, whate'er I here must bear,
Still in Thee lies purest pleasure,
Jesus, priceless treasure!
German Baroque hymn celebrating Christ as the soul's greatest treasure and joy.