"Had I an angel's raiment - fair
With heavenly gems unpriced,
That glorious garb I would not wear,
My robe is Christ."
Had I a worldly sovereign's food
All delicately spiced
I would not find its substance good,
My food is Christ.
Were a king's honours offered me
I would not be enticed;
Since He has died to set me free
My glory's Christ.
Had I the world and all its store
I would not be sufficed;
My empty heart would long for more,
My wealth is Christ.
Had I a monarch's lofty throne
With deckings rich and fine
That paltry place I would disown -
Christ's place is mine.
The first verse is from a poem originally in German by G Ter Steegen.