| 1 | Ive found the One of peerless worth, |
| | | My heart doth sing for joy; |
| | And sing I must, for Christ I have: |
| | | Oh, what a Christ have I! |
| 2 | My Christ, He is the Lamb of God, |
| | | Who full salvation brings; |
| | He is the Sun of Righteousness, |
| | | With healing in His wings. |
| 3 | My Christ, He is the Tree of Life |
| | | With fruit abundant, sweet; |
| | My hunger He doth satisfy; |
| | | Of Him I daily eat. |
| 4 | My Christ, He is the smitten Rock |
| | | Whence living waters burst; |
| | He is the fountain in my heart |
| | | Which quenches all my thirst. |
| 5 | Christ is my life, my light, my way, |
| | | My comfort and my health, |
| | My peace, my rest, my joy, my hope, |
| | | My glory and my wealth. |
| 6 | Christ is my wisdom and my powr, |
| | | My boast and righteousness, |
| | My victry and redemption sure, |
| | | My truth and holiness. |
| 7 | Christ is my Savior, Shepherd, Lord, |
| | | My Advocate above, |
| | My Counsellor, my Father, God, |
| | | My Brother, Friend, and Love. |
| 8 | Christ is my Captain and my Guard, |
| | | My Teacher and my Guide, |
| | My Bridegroom, Master and my Head; |
| | | In me doth He reside. |
| 9 | Christ is my Prophet, Priest, and King; |
| | | My Prophet full of sight; |
| | My Priest that stands twixt me and God, |
| | | My King that rules with might. |
| 10 | Christ is the Author of my faith, |
| | | And its Perfecter too, |
| | My Mediator, Guarantee, |
| | | And faithful Witness true. |
| 11 | Christ is my everlasting home, |
| | | My all-sufficient land; |
| | My fortress, tower, hiding-place, |
| | | And my eternal stand. |
| 12 | Christ is my sabbath and new moon, |
| | | My morning and my day, |
| | My age and my eternity |
| | | That neer will pass away. |
| 13 | Christ is my trust and my desire, |
| | | In comeliness replete, |
| | My satisfaction and delight, |
| | | Who all my need doth meet. |
| 14 | My Christ, the all-inclusive One, |
| | | My Christ what shall I call? |
| | He is the first, He is the last, |
| | | My Christ is All in all. |
| 15 | Since such a treasure I possess, |
| | | My heart doth sing for joy; |
| | And I must sing, and sing again; |
| | | Oh, what a Christ have I! |