Verse 1
Full, but not satisfied
With wealth and pomp, he died:
Wealth, and pomp, and length of days,
Could not fill a deathless soul
Made to feast on Jesu’s grace,
While eternal ages roll.
Verse 2
Jesus, my soul to fill
Thy blessed self reveal,
Come, and bring me from above
All the life of righteousness,
All the riches of thy love,
All the glories of thy grace.