When I fly off this mortal earth And I’m measured up by depth and girth The Father says now what’s he worth May he see Jesus death and birth
Don’t measure me by dollar signs Or bricks and mortar you may find By Christ alone will I be found Worthy of that golden crown Worthy of that golden crown
The value of this life I’ve lived How did I love, did I forgive Where did my treasure truly lay How did I start and end each day
Don’t measure me by battles won Or some good deed that I have done By Christ alone will I be found Worthy of that golden crown Worthy of that golden crown
May be a pauper or a king Have nothing or have everything The question begs, do you belong Do you sing a resurrection song
Measured by the master’s hand On only one truth can we stand By Christ alone will we be found Worthy of that golden crown Worthy of that golden crownTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
