Our Mortal Standard

Eyes fixed on goals of wealth and riches
We reach out to recieve but never give
In debt for our wants and neglect our needs
Silver and gold the measure of a man
Possessions posses
Owned by ownership indebted distress
Enter the gauntlet of dreams
Acquire happiness by any means
Content is the man that knows
His worth relies in Christ
For Godliness with contentment is great gain
For we brought nothing into this world
And we take nothing out
For the love of money is a root of all kinds of evil
Some people eager for money
Wandered from their faith
And pierced themselves with many griefs.