Gold and silver, men count as treasures,

Guarding them with their life.

Spending each day in agony,

Living a life of strife.

Spending each day in agony,

Living a life of strife.

Opening happy on the outside,

They always grin and smile.

Boasting of good times,

And how they traveled many a mile.

But if you look deep inside at where their heart should be,

You can see a fence surrounding

Their precious money tree.

We all have need of money,

and we all have that strife.

But Lord, what we need most of all,

Is a heart filled up with you.

My LORD, please let my Treasures be in Heaven with you.

Keep safely by your precious Hand,

Until my life is through.

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In JESUS name,

Amen

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