Treasure I sought Over land and sea, And dearly I bought Prosperity. But nought that I gained, On land or sea, Brought ever a lasting good to me. Pleasure I sought Over sea and land, And snatched at life With eager hand. But nought that I found, On land or sea, Brought ever a lasting joy to me, For treasure of earth Is fleeting gain, And Pleasure is but A mask for pain. Life asketh more, And ever stands, With outstretched hands by an opening door. And then at last, My wanderings o'er, All that I sought, And God's good more, Lay waiting for me At my own door, -- Yea, more than I sought was at my door. He let me scour The world, to show @3His@1 Love and Power Must all bestow. All mine own strivings Had brought me nought; He gave me more than all I had sought. |