Riches I heed not, nor man's empty praise. Thou my inheritance now and always. Thou and thou only, first in my heart. High King of Heaven, my treasure thou art...Heart of my own heart whatever befall...still be my vision O Ruler of all.
Riches I heed not, nor man's empty praise. Thou my inheritance now and always. Thou and thou only, first in my heart. High King of Heaven, my treasure thou art...Heart of my own heart whatever befall...still be my vision O Ruler of all.
