The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field. When a man found it, he hid it again, and then in his joy went and sold all he had and bought that field.
Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant looking for fine pearls. When he found one of great value, he went away and sold everything he had and bought it.
The Kingdom is a treasure, for which we forsake all things.
Except, of course, our money, and the blessings it brings.
And of course not love, or wedding rings.
And of course, we still serve our earthly kings,
For God loves the land where freedom rings.
I'll forsake all, even if it stings,
except for my right to grasp at brass rings.
"I surrender all," the congregant sings.
Except for land where the Liberty Bell rings.
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