There are some things you will not see
If you’ll be pure of heart
Learn first to never envy
One thing done by the dark
So what you’re not enlightened
By what the world will show
The treasures found in Egypt
Are nothing much to know
For every hidden pleasure
And every tempting sight
Tastes good but for a moment
And then comes serpent’s bite
Think twice at the next offer
That yells for you to look
A swindle is in process
The devil is a crook
You may feel that it’s worth it
No matter what you pay
But know the price is greater
Than what you’ll get that day
For though you may be “wiser”
In what the world runs toward
The cost will be a blindness
In seeing well your Lord
Mourn not then you are empty
Without a worldly store
Of images and knowledge
Laid up in those impure
Care only for one memory
Let nothing it erase
The sight above all others
The glory of God’s face