People running
A race to nowhere
Striving for riches
At a dangerous pace
What futility this
The human endeavor
What flawed way of being
We often embrace
Riches we hoard
Can’t buy what we need
They clutter our hearts
And our peace they impede
Convinced of the value
Of human success
We seek for ourselves
And ignore all the rest
But in the midst of it all
There is one who is other
One who lives not
For his own but for us
Jesus of Naz’reth
True Son of God
Offers riches abundant
From his place on the cross
If we lay down our treasure
And look to his grace
We’ll find greater riches 
And rest from the race
Stop running my friends
And seek what is true
Let your heart be transformed
And your life be renewed

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