If all I see is flaming curls of fire
If all is ahead is gloom and soot
If my windshield wipers wail from fail
If my screen is dark and sad
I need not worry of incoming threat
I need to worry about how I take control
And to whom I lay my burdens
Wealth The Christian Way
Lord, sometimes I see wealthy people Adorned in pearls, gold and purple tunics I see them fat, with fat wallets and fat cars I see them walking in a rich