Emma Bevan · Hymns · Poetry

God in Heaven Hath a Treasure

Earthen vessels, marred, unsightly,
But the treasure as of old;
Fresh from glory, gleaming brightly,
Heaven’s undimmed, unchanging gold.

God’s own hand the vessel filling,
From the glory above;
Longing hearts forever stilling
With those riches of His love.

Thus through earthen vessels only,
Shining forth in ceaseless grace;
Reaching weary hearts and lonely,
Beams the light in Jesus’ face.

Vessels worthless, broken,
Bearing through the hungry ages on;
Riches given with hand unsparing,
God’s great gift – His precious Son.

– Emma Bevan

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