Charles Grace - Lay Your Treasure Lyrics

The wealthy man with the richest prize
Will never quite be satisfied
If riches are all he has in the end
It's all a striving after wind

Where you gonna lay your treasure? Where?

The foolish man folds his hands
First to speak and the last to stand
Empty words are quicker than the sand
It's all a striving after wind

Where you gonna lay your treasure? Where?
Where you gonna lay your treasure? Where?
When crisis comes your way
And there's nothing left to say
Where you gonna lay your treasure? Where?

Where you gonna lay your treasure? Where?
Where you gonna lay your treasure? Where?
Will you cast away your stones
To see Jesus on his throne?
Where you gonna lay your treasure? Where?