The poor is wealthy,
Blessings upon them conceived,
And the rich becomes empty,
When they are deceived
The humble rejoice
Knowing life in the balance
Prayers to be answered with grace
The will done in earth as in a distance
Whatever you magnify,
Will become your god,
The poor is wealthy,
Sometimes they are sad.
When their eyes are wet
Like blur violet, it’s hard to be proud
Feeling totally inadequate
The poor put their trust in God.