I'd Rather Have Jesus Songtext
von Bill & Gloria Gaither and their Homecoming Friends

Men strive for the wealth of this wide wicked world
They seek after honour and fame
So lavishly sporting their diamonds and pearls
They put the dear Saviour to shame

I′d rather live in that bright city
Than to own all earth's silver and gold (silver and gold)
I′d rather have Jesus (Jesus, my Saviour)
Than the diamonds of a palace to hold (palace to hold)
I'd rather be a beggar (just a poor beggar)
And live in a little shack by the road (a shack by the road)
Than to own all the earth's treasures (all of earth′s treasures)
With no title to a future above (a future above)


What profit is found in earth′s silver and gold?
How sad at the close of life's day
If for the exchange, one must lose his own soul
From Heaven′s door, be turned away

I'd rather live in that bright city
Than to own all earth′s silver and gold (silver and gold)
I'd rather have Jesus (Jesus, my Saviour)
Than the diamonds of a palace to hold (palace to hold)
I′d rather be a beggar (just a poor beggar)
And live in a little shack by the road (a shack by the road)
Than to own all the earth's treasures (all of earth's treasures)
With no title to a future above (a future above)


I′d rather live in that bright city
Than to own all earth′s silver and gold (silver and gold)
I'd rather have Jesus (Jesus, my Saviour)
Than the diamonds of a palace to hold (palace to hold)
I′d rather be a beggar (just a poor beggar)
And live in a little shack by the road (a shack by the road)
Than to own all the earth's treasures (all of earth′s treasures)
With no title to a future above (a future above)