Scripture Verse

In Thy presence is fullness of joy; at Thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore. Psalm 16:11


Fanny Crosby (1820–1915)

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, 1891. Some hym­nals give the au­thor as An­na C. Sto­rey, one of Fa­nny’s ma­ny pseu­do­nyms.

Music: Brain­tree Will­iam J. Kirk­pat­rick, 1891 (🔊 pdf nwc).

William J. Kirkpatrick (1838–1921)


Tell me not of earth­ly plea­sures,
That may leave me in a day,
Like a sha­dow they are fleet­ing,
Like a dream they pass away.


Tell of Him who came to save me,
Him who suf­fered, bled, and died;
With the love of Je­sus on­ly,
Can my soul be sa­tis­fied.

Tell me not of earth­ly gran­deur,
What to me its gild­ed show?
Dearer far the price­less trea­sure
Jesus pur­chased long ago.


Tell me not of earth­ly glo­ry,
In the cross my boast shall be,
Where the Son of God ex­tend­ed,
Thro’ the eye of faith I see.


Tell me more of life eter­nal,
Of my Sav­ior tell me more;
Oh, the sim­ple, touch­ing sto­ry,
Let me hear it o’er and o’er.