Lay up for yourselves treasures in Heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal.
Matthew 6:20
Words: Ellen M. Dyer, in Song-Hymnal of Praise and Joy (Jackson, Minnesota: Pluma M. Brown, 1897), number 299.
Music: I Obey Isabella G. Gould & Pluma M. Brown, 1897 (🔊 
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I’ve been longing that the shadows
All might pass away.
Deeming not that I could send them
Speeding on their way.
Now, I bid you go, My children
You whom I have made!
Give your place to Heav’n-born treasures
That can cast no shade.
What are these, my new-found blessings?
Strength, and joy, and love;
Peace and rest in simply doing
The sweet will of God.
All my longing, my repining,
Lord, I yield to Thee.
Lo! my sun is brightly shining,
All my shadows flee!