Lyrics
Lady Poverty, love me tonight
Dress me in sackcloth
Where once I wore white
And disperse my fine linens
To the naked and the poor
Lady Poverty, enter my door
Give me the riches of my Lord
Let all suffering come to end
Embracing all hunger
Let me call it my friend
Let my love be made perfect
Without seeking reward
Lady Poverty, enter my door
Give me the riches of my Lord
And if Jesus was a poor man
Then like Him I too must be
And if Jesus was a beggar
Then lift me up to my knees
For if love never seeks out its own
If love always gives
When there's no reward shown
Let us be beggars and paupers
And servants at best
Laboring always
So that others might rest
If the sweet name of Jesus
Our tongues now confess
If Jesus was a poor man
Then like Him I too must be
And if Jesus was a beggar
Then lift me up to my knees
Lady Poverty, love me tonight
Dress me in sackcloth
Where once I wore white
And disperse my fine linens
To the naked and the poor
Lady Poverty, enter my door
Give me the riches of my Lord