Material Wealth (Remastered)
Faixa 7
Comfort, covering the heart He looked across his crowded barn and said, I need them higher I’ll pull them down and build again, and keep the years from fire So take it easy, drink, be glad, the future’s in my hands
But midnight spoke his hidden name Tonight your soul is required What profit fills a quiet room If love is kept outside
What shall I bring beyond the veil When all I held is died Teach me to be rich toward God To break the bread and lift the cup of love
If all my bonds are ash and fro Hold me Jesus, make me rich in God The doorway split a little world, fine lemon and purple wine. And Lazarus lay by the gate with hunger in his eyes.
The tables turned at eventide, one carried to Abraham. The other cried across the gulf for water in his hand. He begged for just a drop of grace A messenger to warn
But there’s a chasm no one crossed And truth was told each morning If they won’t hear Moses and the prophets No louder sign will do
Open my ears before the night Let mercy make me new Close the distance at my gate Lay Lazarus on my heart
Break the chains of shining things That hold my hands apart Teach me to be rich toward God To set a table where you pour our love
When all my bonds are ash and soft Hold me, Jesus Make me rich in God Gold on the table fades like a spark
Love is the treasure that follows the dark