My Treasure Lies

My treasure lies on angel’s wings,
Where His presence rests and cherubs sing.
Not where moth and rust destroy,
Or in the arms of a girl or boy.

My treasure lies upon a lamb slain,
In an eternal place where the Son of Man reigns.
Not in a bank stored up where thieves steal,
Or in a lie that appears to be real.

My treasure lies in the Spirit realm,
In He who calmed a ship at sea and arrested its helm.
Not in the opinions of those who whisper and standby,
Or on the lips of politicians who tell swift lies.

My treasure lies in the will of the one who hung on a tree,
Whose blood was shed to save a wretched soul like me.
Not in broken promises and deceptive cries,
Or in those who would betray me in the blink of an eye.

My treasure lies where my true heart also rests,
In the bosom of the Father who knows His children best.
But in His purpose and His love, my vision is very clear,
Because I’ve got work to do in His name and time is drawing near.

Published by niacaraw

I am an educator, a wife of 24 years, and mother of three beautiful children. I have taught the word of God to all ages and love to share it in creative ways. I've always had a passion for written expression. Over the years, I have documented my personal thoughts and prayers. Poems, devotionals, worship songs, and more have come from my life experiences. Now, I am ready to share them with the hope that lives and hearts will be changed as well as greatly blessed. I am flawed but striving for perfection in Christ. Although I have fallen short of the glory of God, I am forgiven. I am loved with an everlasting love. I am FREE! View more posts