Not earthly gold, or pearls, or diamonds

(Gleanings from the Inner Life of Ruth Bryan)

My precious Lord hung on the dreadful cross, where
He was made a curse for sinful me--where He had
my hell--that I in Him might have eternal heaven!
The precious drops which flowed were the price of
my redemption--what a price! Not earthly gold,
or pearls, or diamonds--but purest, richest blood;
the blood of Jehovah's Fellow! Here was heaven's
gold--paid to ransom sinful worms! Not for angels
were heaven's treasures thus poured out--but for
worms! Oh! wonder of wonders! My soul marvels
at such matchless love--and at the effects of it!