What can I give my children, Lord,
When there's not much I can afford?
They rate the best, these girls and boys,
Yet get along with so few toys.
I see nice things I'd like to get,
But can't, for we are poor, and yet
We have great riches in our keep
That kings but dream of when they sleep!
We've wealth to share with all our house,
The Words of Heaven, from God's mouth.
We've love that stands when all else flees,
And mountains tumble to the seas.
We've trust that will not break or tear,
And hope we know is always there.
We've Heaven in our hearts today,
The Son of God who's come to stay.
We've got a Rock on which to stand,
When fears and tremors fill our land.
We've faith to stand the toughest test,
And give us peace when none can rest.
It whispers softly in our ears
To calm our hearts and melt our fears.
It stills the storm and sends the sun,
And helps us stand when all is done.
Jesus, Jesus, what a store
Of treasures, diamonds, at our door!
Your precious Words, so great yet free--
What riches You have given me!
I've gifts, new gifts, to give each day,
And when they're gone, I hear You say,
"Come here, My child, peer in My chest,
Behold it all and take the best.
"Heaven's treasures, old and new
I've stored it all for them and you.
Choose everything they'll need someday,
Bright jewels to shine and light their way.
Give each of them a crown of gold,
Whose worth's so great, it can't be told.
Choose all the gems your children lack,
If you need more, why just come back."
For things so priceless, precious, rare,
Most mortal men seem not to care.
But when the earth begins to quake,
Their stores and mighty buildings shake,
When towers tall come tumbling down,
And all man's dreams lie on the ground,
God's own "poor" children then shall find,
A place of rest for heart and mind.
Yes, we are the more truly blessed
For having sought and found the best.
Now all the Words God's given me,
I'll share with children on my knee.
Yes, untold wealth is what we own.
It fills our hearts and fills our home!
What greater gifts could we impart
Than Heaven's Words to children's hearts?

Kay Spain is a full-time Family volunteer in Mexico, mother of 11 and grandmother of 16.