Treasures
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TREASURES
Martha Snell Nicholson
One by one He took them from me;
All the things I valued most,
Until I was empty-handed;
Every glittering toy was lost,
And I walked earth’s highways, grieving,
In my rags and poverty.
Till I heard His voice inviting,
“Lift your empty hands to Me!”
So I held my hands toward Heaven,
And He filled them with a store
Of His own transcendent riches
Till they could contain no more.
And at last I comprehended
With my stupid mind and dull,
That God could not pour His riches
Into hands already full!