God gives all earthly things significance,
But commands us to order our lives aright.
First things first. So then to His Immanence,
We submit our mundane purposes.
As if in judgement and with pitchfork thrown,
Up, up! goes this corporal husk and
Much is chaff, because so much is strewn!
It falls... and all is sorted as it blows.
What remains is faith, marriage, family,
Home, friends, church, and then, only then, to work.
Doing all unto God for His glory,
Delight in the gifts He has given thee.
We collect what's left after threshing to find
It all joy! More than enough to satisfy!