Earth Has Nothing Sweet or Fair { Earth Has Nothing Sweet or Fair KARL-George Kingsley NEW CALABAR-J. D. Farrer Earth Has Nothing Sweet or Fair } Earth has nothing sweet or fair, Lovely forms or beauties rare, But before my eyes they bring Christ, of beauty Source and Spring. When the morning paints the skies, When the golden sunbeams rise, Then my Saviour's form I find Brightly imaged on my mind. When the day beams pierce the night, Oft I think on Jesus light, Think how bright that light will be, Shining through eternity. Come, Lord Jesus! and dispel This dark cloud in which I dwell, And to me the power impart To behold thee as thou art.