Lyrics to Treasure

Consider the flowers of the field

In their beauty

More lovely than even the clothes of a king

Consider the birds of the air

Flying high, flying free

You are precious to me



Where your treasure is

There is your heart



If a son asks his father on earth

For fish or for bread

Who among you would give him

A snake or a stone

How much more does the Father above

Have a heart full of love

For the children that He calls His own