Treasure - Poem by Richard Merrell
There is a principle in life
I've found in it great gain,
In heaven I have stored it
The treasure from life's pain.
It's worth much more than silver
And gold, which disappears
For from the well of life's pain
Comes treasure in my tears.
For gold and jewels seem comely
At a point in time;
But this is not the truth
Of God, who is divine.
For gold and good apparel
Can never make the man,
But poorness in the spirit
Does more than money can.
Now, my treasure is in heaven
Interest doth God impart;
A dividend worth more than gold
For in heaven is my heart.
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