Precious gold?
Even now as I write.
I am gripped by this plight.
Searching through my soul for man’s precious gold.
All for the glory that Christ’s alone to can hold.
Smothering selfish ambition will snuff out my flame.
For what, man to know my name?
Guard your heart son, hold it tight.
Look to me in these battles that you fight.
His spirit draws me to his side.
To him that my soul is tied.
The stone in my heart again turns to clay.
In his bosom, there is rest from all my toils of my day.
Out of my soul flows a wellspring of life.
Jesus is King, and God grace is rife.
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