Lyrics
There’s a power in poverty
That breaks principalities
and brings the authorities down to their knees
And there’s a brewing frustration
and ageless temptation
to fight for control by some manipulation
But the God of the Kingdoms
And God of the Nations
The God of Creation sent this revelation
Through the homeless and penniless Jesus the son
the poor will inherit
the Kingdom to come
Where will we turn when our world falls apart and all of the treasures we’ve stored 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 in the throne
with a child in His arms and Love in His eyes and the sound of His heart cry