Remember when you had the chance
To sow in fertile soil
You thought that it would cramp your style
Your prospects it would spoil
Now the credits finally crunched
And money’s hard to get
Investing in your precious world
Has got you into debt.

The Lord, He would have blessed you
For thinking of Him first
Your crops would come up rampantly
But all your wealth is cursed
Perhaps next time you’ll trust in Him
And give Him what He’s worth
So in the times of plenty
You’ll insure against the dearth.


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