Poverty

Jason Upton

There’s a power in poverty

That breaks principalities

And brings the authorities down to their knees.

There’s a brewing frustration and ageless temptation

To fight for control by some manipulation

The God of the kingdoms and God of the nations

The God of creation sent this revelation

Through the homeless and penniless

And Jesus the Son

The poor will inherit the kingdom to come

And where will we turn when our world falls apart?

And all of the treasures we store in our barns

Can’t buy the kingdom of God?

And who will we praise when we’ve praised all our lives

Men who build kingdoms and men who build fame

But heaven does not know their names.

And what will we fear when all that remains

Is God on the throne with a child in his arms

And love in his eyes

And the sound of his heart cry