"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 Gerhard Tersteegen
Thanks so much for your comment on my blog. I also wanted to let you know that I really like this poem. It is great. I look forward to reading more. Lisa :o)
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