Hymnal: The Christian Psalmist
Date: 1848
Compiler: S W Leonard and A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: S W Leonard
First Line: Though poor my condition and low my degree
Topic: <no topic given>
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
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Meter: PM
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Hymn Number: 151
Page Number: 179, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsThough poor my condition, and low my degree,
Great joys in the land of the living I see;
One pearl of great price is the whole of my store,
I with this have enough, for I need nothing more:
I found it when sought for with sorrow and toil,
And joyed when I found it as finding great spoil;
Since then I have worn it quite near to my heart,
And till death with my treasure I never will part.
The world may despise me, with poverty prest;
They know not the treasure I bear in my breast--
The earnest of riches kept for me in heaven,
Soon the world for this pearl would be cheerfully given:
With this in my bosom still onward I press,
To sum up my labor and finish my race;
This token will pass me through heaven's high door,
And possessing it there I shall need nothing more.