What matters most is not found in fortune or fame.
What matters most is not silver or gold;
It's not in the accolades that men do claim,
But the wealth of strength found in the hearts of the bold.
What matters most is not in the height of glamour.
What matters is not in praises of men;
It's found in the hearts that burn with fervour,
In the faces of those whose beliefs will not bend.
What matters most is not in the rush of the day,
In business and work with burdens untold.
It's in tender moments spent by the way:
In moments in prayer that lighten the load.
What matters is time spent in the presence of God,
Preparing for the glorious life above.
By His mercy and joy we will be awed,
As we ponder upon the wonder of His love.