There is a scourge in the western world, it’s name is "affluenza" Afflicts the hearts of humankind, selfish desire for more Always striving, always wanting, a chasing of the wind Over abundance of resources, decay of the soul
Wanting more, never satisfied Clutching at straws to find happiness Money cannot save your soul Only God’s love can fill the hole
Whoever loves money never has money enough Whoever loves wealth is never pleased with his lot As goods increase so do those who consume them What good are they except for us to gaze on
Wanting more, never satisfied Clutching at straws to find happiness Money cannot save your soul Only God’s love can fill the hole
Affluenza, what does man gain Affluenza, chasing the wind Affluenza, days in darkness Affluenza, pain and anger
Do not store up for yourselves treasures on Earth Where moth and rust destroy And where thieves break in and steal But store up for yourselves treasures in Heaven Where moth and rust do not destroy And where thieves do not break in and steal For where your treasure is, there your heart will be (Mt 6,19-21)
This world has gone crazy, throwing goods in our face So much to buy, how can we ever be free? We must reject this lust and turn our hearts to Jesus To be freed from slavery and store up treasure in heaven
Wanting more, never satisfied Clutching at straws to find happiness Money cannot save your soul Only God’s love can fill the hole
Affluenza, what does man gain Affluenza, chasing the wind Affluenza, days in darkness Affluenza, pain and anger /x2Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
