Others may sing of treasures of earth,
Sing of it’s glitter and gold,
But I have a theme of far greater worth,
Exhaustless, it never grows old.
Chorus:
Christ is the lovely theme of my song;
He is my light from afar.
Glory and praise e’er to Him belong;
He is the bright morning star.
Strength for my weakness He doth impart,
He is the joy to fill every heart;
Chief of ten thousand is Jesus to me,
He is the theme of my song.
Fresh as the dew that falls from above,
Welcome as dawn with it’s light,
The story of Jesus, story of love,
Brings ever-increasing delight.
This is the theme, the theme of my song,
Ever exhaustless to me;
And while time shall last, and ages prolong,
No theme can as wonderful be.