How rich I Really Am?
A Loving Lord, God,
Savior, Father, Spirit,
Essence of Creative Power is if
It's He, beyond our dreams
To be MORE than what it seems
Singing grateful praises of Love
Filling the earth and Universe Above
He is our riches, refuge Strong
Safely keeping us from the throng
Paid for with Jesus' blood to guard,
With His mighty, flaming Sword!
We are rich with peace and joy surpassing by far
All found on earth, no matter where you are!
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