My Riches Lie In Words

Kings and lords of powerful kingdoms built castles with high towers on hills to defend themselves from the invaders; I've built no castles because my defender is God... I've no need to build a fortress if He stands by me! My riches lie in words and they praise the merciful Father of compassion who protects anybody without an armor; I seek Him not only in joy but in grief as well: He's the river of living water that fills up my well! Rich people guard their gold constantly and agitating they toss in their turbulent sleep, I go to sleep peacefully uttering the same childhood prayer when angels sang joyfully; even now, unafraid of hose murky shadows: I hear their song! My riches lie in words and they declare a faith with a yielding sword; is a person defined by wealth or by the virtues he possesses inside? Any treasure is sought by thieves although it is hidden and guarded! If vanity is foolishness, shouldn't we pursue the essential things in life? Copyright ( c ) 2017 by Andrew Crisci