The Jewels of the Lord
 
1. You jewels of our Master, who shine with heav'nly rays,
Amid the beams of glory, reflect immortal blaze;
You diamonds of beauty, with pleasing lustre crowned,
Of heavenly extraction, to Zion's city bound.  
 
2. When we behold your order, and harmony of soul,
And hear divinest numbers in pure devotion roll,
The gems of truth are glowing with such enliv'ning grace,
We view the Saviour's image, impressed on ev'ry face.  
 
3. Speak often to each other, to cheer the fainting mind;
And often be your voices in pure devotion joined;
Though trials may await you, the crown before you lies;
Take courage, brother pilgrim; and soon you'll win the prize.  
 
4. You shall be mine, says Jesus, in that auspicious day,
When I make up my jewels, released from cumbrous clay;
He'll polish and refine you, from worthless dross and tin;
And to His heav'nly kingdom will bid you enter in.  
 
5. As Aaron with his girdle, in shining jewels dressed,
Bore all the tribes of Israel inscribed upon his breast;
So will the Priest of Zion, before the Father's throne,
Present the heirs of glory, and God the kindred own.  
 
6. We'll range the wide dominion of our Redeemer round,
And in dissolving raptures be lost in love profound;
While all the flaming harpers begin the lasting song,
With hallelujahs rolling from the unnumbered throng.