The Sermon of His Love

Ye rich did not Christ tell you how you could be saved
And rid your soul from all the earthly lore
And show the sermon of His love to all the world
Distribute with what you have among the poor?
Words cannot utter sermons half so sweet
Nor make sweet sacrifice more full complete
Nor fill the thoughts with feelings more Divine
To reap more blessings for the harvest time

Unseen except of God who rules above
Unheard except from those who reach His love
Go forth as angel's unaware, and say
"'Tis Christ our Lord that showeth me the way
He who did bless the world I cannot disobey
Glad that He gave that riches might me bless
Glad that through riches I his love confess"

Men are not misers clothed with rank and gold
They are the men who feed the human soul
Feed them with mercy, kindness, clothed with Christ's great love
There is another chance, no other hope
They who do not obey His words but blindly grope
What then is all the horded wealth, it cannot buy
This chance to live again, to live not die.