Scripture Verse

Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in Heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. Matthew 6:19–20


Words: Ben­ja­min Bed­dome (1717–1795). Pub­lished post­hu­mous­ly in Hymns Adapt­ed to Pub­lic Wor­ship (Lon­don: Bu­rton & Briggs, 1818), num­ber 319. The Best Por­tion.

Music: Kirk El­la, H. Er­nest Ni­chol (1862–1926) (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tune:

If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Bed­dome or Ni­chol (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


Let the sin­ner prize his trea­sure,
I would love things above,
Yielding high­er plea­sure.

Sons of mirth your joys de­ceive you,
They are vain, will give pain,
And ere long will leave you.

Let men thirst for world­ly glo­ry,
Court re­nown, seek a crown,
All is tran­si­to­ry.

I shall still pre­fer my sta­tion,
Seek for peace, taste its bliss,
Free from ob­ser­va­tion

They who toil with pain and ang­uish,
To ob­tain earth­ly gain,
Soon will pine and lang­uish.

Such the trea­sure I’m pos­sess­ing,
Naught on earth can give birth,
To an eq­ual bless­ing.

God my strength will still sus­tain me,
Though I’m poor, I am sure,
He will not dis­dain me.

May I feel in­creas­ing plea­sure,
In His ways all my days,
Own Him as my tre­asure.