9/29/09

insight

There's a power in poverty 
That breaks principalities
And brings the authorities 
Down to their knees
There's a brewing frustration 
And ageless temptation
To fight for control by some manipulation

The God of the Kingdoms and the God of the Nations
The God of creation 
Sends this revelation
Through the homeless and penniless
Jesus the son
The poor will inherit the Kingdom to come

Where will we turn 
When our world falls apart
And all of the treasures we've stored in our barns
Can't buy the Kingdom of God
Who will we praise when we've praised all our lives
Men who build kingdoms 
And men who build fame
But heaven does not know their names
What will we fear when all that remains
Is God on his throne, with a child in his arms 
And love in his eyes
And the sound of his heart cries

J. Upton


1 comment:

seahope said...

May the words of this song be the rhythm of our lives.

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