T H E   T R E A S U R E

 

 

 

Brown cliffs upon hills on high,

What delight these things to see.

Rippling blues of a perfect sky,

What a glory Godís given me.

 

Nothing less than all He has,

Thatís his given Wordís promise.

To us is granted the treasured paths,

Thatís His given Wordís promise.

 

Bright souls in worship pose,

An eternal sight it will be.

Kingdomís throne for Him who rose,

Jesus the answer to our plea.

 

 Nothing less than all He has,

Thatís his given Wordís promise.

To us is granted the treasured paths,

Thatís His given Wordís promise.

 

Christ, our Redeemer of Life,

You are The Treasure of Thee.

Weíll be like an adorned wife,

Within Your Heavenís golden sea.

 

Nothing less than all He has,

Thatís his given Wordís promise.

To us is granted the treasured paths,

Thatís His given Wordís promise.

 

 

                                                                                                                    Selah   

  The Treasure by Ronhales                                                                                                                                                          Luke 12:34

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