CH1941, Hymn #617

Verse 1
Lord, I care not for riches,
Neither silver nor gold;
I would make sure of heaven,
I would enter the fold;
I n the book of Thy kingdom,
With its pages so fair,
Tell me, Jesus, my Saviour,
Is my name written there?

Verse 2
Lord, my sins they are many,
Like the sands of the sea,
But Thy blood, O my Saviour,
Is sufficient for me;
For Thy promise is written
In bright letters that glow,
"Though Your sins be as scarlet,
I will make them like snow."

Verse 3
Oh, that beautiful city,
With its mansions of light,
With its glorified beings
In pure garments of white;
Where no evil thing cometh
To despoil what is fair,
Where the angels are watching—
Is my name written there?