This. . .

                        This Book unfolds Jehovah’s mind;

                        This Book salutes in accents kind;

                        This Friend our needs will amply meet;

                        This Foundation sends forth joys sweet.

 

                        This Mine affords us boundless wealth;

                        This Good Physician gives us health;

                        This Sun renews and warms the soul;

                        This Sword both wounds and makes us whole.

 

                        This Letter shows our sins forgiven;

                        This Guide conducts us safe to heaven;

                        This Charter has been sealed with blood;

                        This Volume is the Word of God.

 

Author Unknown

20th Century Christian - February 1945

Him Only


CHORUS:
An ounce of His Favor o'er a ton of sin,
A glimpse of His Smile o'er the praises of men;
A pinch of His Mercy o'er all this world's wealth,
Just one peek at Heav'n o'er a lifetime of health.

 

1. This world has no treasure that I wish to gain,

There's nothing that makes me desire to stay here;

For I'm just a pilgrim and I'm passing through, 

I've a mansion in Heaven: mine free and clear! 

 

CHORUS: 
An ounce of His Favor o'er a ton of sin,
A glimpse of His Smile o'er the praises of men;
A pinch of His Mercy o'er all this world's wealth,
Just one peek at Heav'n o'er a lifetime of health.

 

2. The finest of fineries hold naught for me,

The  sweetest of fragrances have no appeal;

I'd rather have proof to base my faith upon

Than anything anyone else claims to feel.

 

CHORUS:
An ounce of His Favor o'er a ton of sin,
A glimpse of His Smile o'er the praises of men;
A pinch of His Mercy o'er all this world's wealth,
Just one peek at Heav'n o'er a lifetime of health.

 

3. My Counselor, Comforter, Personal Guide,

My Light in the darkness, my own Special Friend; 

O'er all artificial that this world may boast

Him only I trust to guide me 'to life’s end...

 

CHORUS: 
An ounce of His Favor o'er a ton of sin,
A glimpse of His Smile o'er the praises of men;
A pinch of His Mercy o'er all this world's wealth,
Just one peek at Heav'n o'er a lifetime of health.

 

H. L. Gradowith