Scripture Verse

I count all things but loss for the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord. Philippians 3:8


Words: B. M. Ad­ams, in The Re­viv­al­ist, ed­it­ed by Jo­seph Hill­man (New York: Jo­seph Hill­man, 1868), num­ber 284.

Music: San Gi­o­van­ni E. T. Cof­fin, 1868 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know Ad­ams’ or Cof­fin’s full name, where to get good pho­tos of them (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


Sad and weary with my longing,
Filled with shame because of sin;
As I am in conscious weakness,
Here I would salvation win.


All I have I leave for Jesus,
I am counting it but dross;
I am coming to the Master,
I am clinging to the cross.
Clinging, clinging,
Clinging to the cross.

O the joy of knowing Jesus,
It is dawning on my soul;
I am finding His salvation,
And the power that makes me whole.


O refine me by Thy Spirit,
Make my earthly life sublime,
With my heart a home for Jesus,
Till I’m done with earth and time.