Said the poor man to the rich man Sitting in the shade, They say that you have money They say you have it made Did you know that I have riches, too? Perhaps you cannot see Theres no greater treasure Than what He paid for me
CHORUS: Bought with Blood, not with gold He gave His life to make me whole Theres no doubt God is love For my soul was bought with Blood
Said the rich man to the poor man, I believe what you have said And he brought him to his table And then they broke the bread He said, Friend, you are my brother We are equal in Gods sight And they fellowshipped together And sang throughout the night
CHORUS
You can keep the silver You can keep the gold Give me the treasure Buried in my soul