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Ah, tell me not of gold or treasure,
Of pomp and beauty here on earth!
There's not a thing
that gives me pleasure,
Of all this world displays for worth.
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Each heart will seek and love its own;
My goal is Christ and Christ alone,
My goal is Christ and Christ alone.
The world and her
pursuits will perish;
Her beauty's fading like a flower;
The brightest schemes
the earth can cherish
Are but the pastime of an hour.
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Each heart will seek and love its own;
My goal is Christ and Christ alone,
My goal is Christ and Christ alone.
Against this tower
there's no prevailing;
His Kingdom passes not away;
His throne abides, despite assailing,
From henceforth unto endless day.
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Each heart will seek and love its own;
My goal is Christ and Christ alone,
My goal is Christ and Christ alone.
And though a pilgrim I must wander,
Still absent from the One I love,
He soon will have me with him yonder
In his own glory-realms above.
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Triumphantly I therefore own,
My goal is Christ and Christ alone,
My goal is Christ and Christ alone.
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