The Poor Is Wealthy Poem by Gerry Legister

Blessings upon them conceived,
And the rich becomes empty,
By the root of evil they are deceived.

The humble rejoice,
Knowing life in the balance
Prayers are answered with grace,
Gods will in our conscience.

Whatever you magnify,
Will become your god,
The poor is wealthy,
Sometimes they are sad.

When their eyes are wet,
Like blur violet, it's hard to be proud
Feeling totally inadequate,
The poor put their trust in God.

Blessed are the poor in spirit;
For theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Those who recognize they have no credit
There is treasure stored up for them.

Some are rich and have acquired wealth,
God chosen those who are poor,
In the eyes of the world to be rich in faith,
And inherit a kingdom on the celestial shore.