
Treasure of Truth
I don’t need a shovel, a map, or a chart, To find the best treasure right God’s heart. No pirates, no puzzles, no X marks

I don’t need a shovel, a map, or a chart, To find the best treasure right God’s heart. No pirates, no puzzles, no X marks

Like a dad with a hug or a soft bedtime song, The Lord shows his care when life feels all wrong. He sees every stumble,

More than your toys or your shiny red bike, More than your sneakers or things that you like— Guard your heart, my child. Protect it

My child, don’t grumble when God says no. Don’t pout when he tells you where not to go. Don’t ever get huffy. Don’t shout or

Don’t wait till you’re sorry to say, “I’ll be good.” Do right from the start—just like you should. God’s not amused when you knew what

If pleasing the Lord is your heart’s true delight, You’ll walk in his ways to be guided by his light. But if you just chase

The fear of the Lord is where wisdom begins, Not with loud bragging or puffed-up grins. It starts with respect—not shivers or fright— But knowing

I’ve lived with a little. I’ve lived with a lot. I’ve shivered with nothing. I’ve warmed with a pot. I’ve eaten like kings with a

You must be quite careful, alert, and aware, For the Spirit is moving—yes, right over there. He whispers and nudges. He leads and he guides.

We can sing with rejoicing, “Lord, you I adore.” We can dance in the pews and do services galore. We can pray all our prayers

There are two roads ahead, each leading somewhere, One broad and one narrow. Choose wisely, with care. The wide one was inviting, smooth all the

If you’re kneeling to pray or you’re singing a song, But you know in your heart that something is wrong, If a grudge has been