If I gained the world but lost the Saviour,
Were my life worth living for a day?
Could my yearning heart find rest and comfort
In the things that soon must pass away?
If I gained the world, but lost the Saviour,
Would my gain be worth the toil and strife?
Are all earthly treasures worth comparing
With the gift of God, eternal life?
Had I wealth and love in fullest measure,
With a name renowned both far and near,
Yet no hope beyond, no harbor waiting,
Where my storm-tossed vessel I could steer;
If I gained the world, but lost the Saviour,
Who endured the cross and died for me,
Could then all the world afford a refuge
Whither in my anguish I might flee?
Oh, what emptiness—without the Saviour
Mid the sins and sorrows here below!
And eternity, how dark without Him—
Only night and tears and endless woe!
What though I might live without the Saviour,
When I come to die, how would it be?
Oh, to face the valley's gloom without Him!
And without Him for eternity!
Oh, the joy of having all in Jesus!
What a balm the broken heart to heal!
Ne'er a sin so great, but He can cleanse it,
Not a sorrow that He does not feel!
If I have but Jesus, only Jesus,
Nothing else in all the world beside—
Oh, then everything is mine in Jesus;
For my needs and more He will provide.