Neuronchaser. 21

I’m a poor man, but I am very glad at my brother’s gold,
“Glad you’re richer,” I say, while my heart stays bold.
Power rests in The Hand of God, The One who saves,
In the hour of darkness He pulls me out of the grave.

Bitcoin dreams, yachts, and glittering banks,
Gold bars can’t deceive the soul that always thanks.
Wealth and power walk hand in hand with war,
Evil follows... but we’ll sing Him more.

Halleluia! 
He asked for life, received  Eternity,
Halleluia! 
He asked for wisdom, and found the Great Mystery.
Halleluia! 
Your Blessing burns brighter than any thrones,
Halleluia! 
We greet new day with the faithful tones.

The One who guards us from the fall of sin,
Gives true Victory that no money can buy or win.
Hellfire burns inside, coals of abyss in every hand,
The Right Hand of The God hits with one blow the hating men.

Halleluia!
(Halleluia!)
Our Forefathers left examples bright,
Halleluia!
(Halleluia!)
Ascend, Lord, in The Might of Your Light!
Halleluia!
(Halleluia!)
Your Word protects us in the valley of death,
Halleluia!
(Halleluia!)
We sing and glorify Your Breath!
Halleluia! 
(Halleluia!)

Sooner… or later…
The Truth will come,
Sooner… or later…
The Light & peoples becomes one.
(becomes one...)
(one...)