Poem....

My Heritage

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I may not be rich from the world's point of view

I may not own land or houses- it's true

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But i have a Father who has riches untold,

he abides in a city that has street's of Gold

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He owns many mansion's in Heaven, you see

and he gives them away completely for free

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The cost to my Father was none too small

He paid a great price when his Son died for all

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So when people look at me here on this earth

and think i have nothing that's of any worth

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I have a heritage that no-one can take

a home in heaven that never will break

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This world has riches that will soon pass away

but my Fathers riches will last for eternity

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by Karen Cullen

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Psalm 16:6 The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant [places]; yea, I have a goodly heritage.