The world is full of seekers,
Those who search their life away;
They seek for golden treasures
To ease their troubled day.
Searching high and searching low
Walking down the treasure path,
Eyes are blinded in the way
Which leads to YHWH’s wrath.
For there upon lay treasures
Which fade with passing time;
They have no cleansing power;
To wash away sin’s grime.
Only when the search has brought
The seeker to YHWH’s thron,
Is there any hope of life
Beyond the grave’s tombstone.
Eternal life is the crown
Which is neither bought or sold;
Only those who truly search
The treasure will behold.