Whoso
will observe these things
Which
God, through Christ, for us has done
Shall
see the matchless wealth He brings
That
He in battle for us won.
Our
riches held are an illusion
Unless
they last eternally,
For
death will come with its intrusion
And
take the fleeting wealth we see.
It
is the ransom that we owe
That
shows how poor we are esteemed,
But
God in mercy will bestow
His
wealth on those He has redeemed.
Ah
Lord, by faith we now behold
The
wealth for which You bravely fought,
For
sins cannot be purged by gold;
It’s
by Your precious blood we’re bought!
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