Poor as the Poorest

1 I was poor as the poorest outcast from the fold,
I sank by the wayside with hunger and cold;
But He bade me look up, all His riches behold;
O the wealth of the world is Jesus.

Refrain:
I was poor as the poorest outcast from the fold,
But He gave me great treasures of silver and gold,
And a mansion above that will never grow old,
For the wealth of the world is Jesus.

2 I was poor as the poorest, I shrank from the throng,
I hid in the darkness that dwelt with me long;
But He came like the morning with sunlight and song,
Now the light of my life is Jesus. [Refrain]

3 I was poor as the poorest, I wandered alone,
No dwelling I had, and my pillow a stone;
But I heard someone whisper, My child, still My own;
Now the peace of my heart is Jesus. [Refrain]

4 I was poor as the poorest; He came from the sky
With love that was deathless for sinners to die;
And He bled on the cross, and my heart said, ’Tis I;
Now the love in my soul is Jesus. [Refrain]

5 I was poor as the poorest till Jesus stooped low
And washed all my sins of the whiteness of snow;
And so that is the reason I love Him, you know;
O the wealth of the world is Jesus. [Refrain]

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #11713

• MIDI file from The Cyber Hymnal #11713
  
• MIDI file from New Songs of the Gospel No. 3: for use in religious meetings #104