By: William O. Cushing, 1856. Public Domain. Adaptation and fourth verse: Paige Givens, 2015
When He cometh, when He cometh
To make up His jewels,
All His jewels, precious jewels,
His loved and His own.
Refrain
Like the stars of the morning,
His brightness adorning,
They shall shine in their beauty,
Bright gems for His crown.
Little children, little children,
Who love their Redeemer,
Are the jewels, precious jewels,
His loved and His own.
Refrain
He will gather, He will gather
The gems for His kingdom;
All the pure ones, all the bright ones,
His loved and His own.
All the broken, all the ruined
Who think they won’t glisten;
He will clean them, He will make them
His loved and His own.
You are not too broken, too ruined to be one of His own. He will make you shine brighter than the sun! He loves you and calls you His own.
My Story, My Song 
Your 4th verse is wonderful Paige! 🙂
Thank you, friend!
Just beautiful.
Thank you!
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Excellent Paige. Thanks.
Thank you!
Beautiful lyrics, so lovely 🙂 Iris
Thanks Iris!
What a beautiful picture of HIS love:
“All the broken, all the ruined
Who think they won’t glisten;
He will clean them, He will make them
His loved and His own.
Thank you Kathleen!
Simply beautiful and inspiring.
Thank you!!!!!!!!
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I have always loved this song ♥ Thanks Paige for sharing!!!
Awesome!!!!
Beautiful Paige! Thank you for sharing this!