Scripture Verse

They shall be Mine, saith the Lord of Hosts, in that day when I make up My jewels. Malachi 3:17

Introduction

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William O. Cushing
(1823–1902)

Words: Will­iam O. Cush­ing, 1856.

Music: Jew­els George F. Root, 1866 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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George F. Root
(1820–1895)

Anecdote

A min­is­ter re­turn­ing from Eur­ope on an Eng­lish steam­er vis­it­ed the steer­age, and af­ter some friend­ly talk pro­posed a sing­ing ser­vice—if some­thing could be start­ed that ev­ery­bo­dy knew—for there were hun­dreds of em­i­grants there from near­ly ev­ery part of Eur­ope.

It will have to be an Am­er­i­can tune, then, said the steer­age-mas­ter; try His jew­els.

The min­is­ter struck out at once with the me­lo­dy and the words…and scores of the poor half-fare mul­ti­tude joined voic­es with him. Ma­ny prob­ab­ly re­cog­nized the mu­sic of the old glee, and some had heard the sweet air played in the church-stee­ples at home. Oth­er voic­es chimed in, male and fe­male, catch­ing the air, and some­times the words—they were so ea­sy and so ma­ny times re­peat­ed—and the vol­ume of song in­creased, till the sing­ing min­is­ter stood in the midst of an in­te­rna­tion­al con­cert, the most no­vel that he had ev­er led.

He tried oth­er songs in sim­i­lar visits dur­ing the rest of the voy­age with some suc­cess, but the Je­wel Hymn was the fa­vo­rite; and by the time port was in sight the whole crowd of em­i­grants had it by heart.

The steam­er land­ed at Que­bec, and when the trains, filled with the new ar­riv­als, rolled away, the song was swell­ing from near­ly ev­ery car.

Brown, pp. 315–16

Lyrics

When He cometh, when He cometh
To make up His jewels,
All His jewels, precious jewels,
His loved and His own.

Refrain

Like the stars of the morning,
His brightness adorning,
They shall shine in their beauty,
Bright gems for His crown.

He will gather, He will gather
The gems for His kingdom;
All the pure ones, all the bright ones,
His loved and His own.

Refrain

Little children, little children,
Who love their Redeemer,
Are the jewels, precious jewels,
His loved and His own.

Refrain