The gem is not this ode itself;
Hardly can it aspire so high.
Earth has its gems; but all its wealth,
Increased by thousands, cannot buy
Man’s soul, the gem of priceless worth,
Made in God’s image at its birth;
Ordained to live for evermore;
Redeemed by blood from sin and hell;
Transformed by grace, God’s love to tell;
And at His feet its homage pour.
Lordly are its endowments, too;
Superb its destiny, if true;
Only below, said one who knew,
Unfallen angels round God’s throne.
Lord, may this gem be Thine alone.
(Joseph Horatio Chant)
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