Treasure
Written by; lovingly ( Rebecca Q.Sarona)
01/22/2011
What man could find a fortune in some lot,
And yet not start, with pleasure
To trade all that he's made,
For where our treasure is, there lies our heart.
What merchant finds a pearl of matches price,
But would not part of with leisure,
And spare... for gem so rare...
No sacrifice?
For where our treasure is, there lies our heart.
What sinner, Lord, where debt you now discard
Would not depart, from measure
To treat your sacred feet with costly nard?
For where you are, dear treasure lies our heart!
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