Lay Up Thy Treasure in Heaven

Boast thou not of thy gold­en hoard

To us whose souls are saved;

For in the ci­ty of our Lord

The streets with gold are paved.

Lay up thy trea­sure in Heav­en

Of all things make this sure;

Lay up thy trea­sure in Heav­en

And God will keep it se­cure.

Boast thou not of thy jew­els fair

For we re­deemed from sin

Through gates of pearl to beau­ties rare

Will soon be ush­ered in.

Boast thou not of thy man­sions here

For we with blood-washed souls

Have man­sions in an­oth­er sphere

Where time un­end­ing rolls.

Boast thou not of thy great re­nown

For each who bears Christ’s name

Will some day wear a fade­less crown

And have en­dur­ing fame.

Freely speak of the Sav­ior’s pow­er

And of His match­less love

Resolving thou wilt from this hour

Lay trea­sure up ab­ove.