Boxes and boxes of things I've collected
Left only to collect dust by themselves
Living in a world consumed by consumption
When it all goes to waste on the shelves of our minds
We're raised to spend what we earn
And when we can't afford to spend anymore
We borrow, we steal, we charge to a tab
We care about getting richer, not cry for the poor
God calls to abstain from loving money
But I know that I was bought for a price
With the greatest currency you'll ever imagine
God paid to have me, with the blood of Jesus Christ
Currency is used to make transactions
But God saw fit to use it for mercy
When I deserved death, Christ took the fall
Now I live for Him, though I am not worthy
With nails in his hands and thorns on his head,
I was sold before birth to a loving God
Now I live, not in debt, but free to live content
Because of the Man who paid for the flawed
Hebrews 13:5
Keep your life free from love of money, and be content with what you have, for he has said, “I will never leave you nor forsake you.”
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