Not a pro recording, just another word for God’s people as a song.

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Listen, little children
Far ones and old
Come to the altar
Give up your runnin’ for gold
or lose all that you hold
It ain’t gonna be worth much
to nobody much longer no more

Don’t go for anglin’
for more than you need
Dwell in the abundance
without no abundance of greed
Whose mouth can that feed?
Gold ain’t gonna be worth much
to nobody much longer no more

Let’s turn to the outside
from the safety within
Weep for the lost
and the way that we win
The new world is worth it
and this one ain’t working no more

Consider the one from
the cross and the curse
The first and the best
See him out with
the last and the worst
Don’t just fill up your purse
Go with him to love them
His water can quench any thirst

Listen, little children
Far ones and old
Come to the altar
Give up your runnin’ for gold
or lose all that you hold
It ain’t gonna be worth much
to nobody much longer no more