Where is the place you put your trust
Is it in your treasure
Does your life depend upon
That which you can measure
Why do you build monuments
To things that wear and die away
When you can sow a seed of life
That up in heaven is here to stay.
God supplies our every want
He needs our hands upon the earth
So we can bring the kingdom in
And use His riches for His worth
Think about your mound of waste
Trying to fill the empty place
Where God should be the number one
If only we would seek His face.
