Real Wealth From Jesus

What can wealth give the lost soul?
His essence is drained in tormenting guilt
There is no peace, he's broken, not whole
Anguished in sin, drowned in its filth.

All the money in this world that men adore
Cannot buy for us the eternal prize
For after Death, what is money for?
We can't take it with us, when we close our eyes.

Men are deceived with things temporary
For that which God offers is eternal life
We can all have His Son, His forgiveness, and Mercy,
Washed from sin, saved in grace, freed from strife.

There is no abundance in material things
A man's life does not consist in these
When we find Jesus we have everything
In Him there is love and His lasting peace.

poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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