Treasure hidden and lay at my feet.

    Walk in and out and never see

    What King lay treasure at my door?

    Not one I know.

    A hidden treasure and I seek

    Walk in and out and a light I see

    Like twilight yellow and dim.

    What King lay treasure at my door?

    The One who is I Am.

    Treasure hidden and lay at my feet

    Walk in and out a gift for me.

    It is my King I know I see

    Bright light and life to dwell with me.

Author: Suzanne Norwood
Date: 3/05/00