Verse 1
The treasure of celestial grace,
The riches of true holiness
In earthen vessels we receive,
When Jesus in our hearts doth live:
Yet when in us He lives alone,
His good we dare not call our own,
The vessel can no glory claim,
The earth continues still the same.
Verse 2
The power and excellence divine
In me reveal’d, is Christ’s not mine:
His may it still to all appear,
Mine be the sinner’s character:
I nothing have whereof to boast,
I, I woud sink intirely lost,
Shake off this vile, terrestrial clay,
And mingle with eternal day.