When I have nothing,

The treasures of my heart all gone,

Crumbled into dust and blown away,

The silence screams while endless space

Crowds in from every far off place.

I grieve the dying light of yesterday,

Alone in a world I used to call my own.

When I have nothing,

The treasures of my heart all gone,

Crumbled into dust and blown away,

There’s not so much resistance any more,

The bonds don’t grip so firmly as before.

My eyes at last can clearly see the way,

And taking up my cross, I start to run.

When I have nothing,

The treasures of my heart all gone,

Crumbled into dust and blown away,

My Father’s here and fills the painful hole,

And with his gentle touch He soothes my soul.

And all the worthless treasures fall away,

Eclipsed by God’s eternal song.