May The Lord bless you richly
As you follow the road
Through the trials and the triumphs
May He carry your load
If you stick to the blueprint
That He’s mapped out for you
The dream of your heaven
Is what will be due.
For what’s done on earth
Will be sifted and weighed
Your treasure down here
Left behind, I’m afraid
So it pays to be careful
Be really selective
Cause we are His priesthood
His chosen elective.
