There is a place, in the heavens,
That will forever remain impervious
To the wiles of the wicked and the ways of worms

Here reigns a king, a true high priest,
Who is bent on nothing less than serving us
By helping God and man come to eternal terms

Giving His life, He paid the price,
Over sin and death, He reigns victorious
From the ocean's deep dredges, to the dark of space

Coming to Earth, as a baby
He would spend His life boldly imploring us
To store for ourselves treasure, in heaven's safe place

Whatever's loosed - whatever's bound
Shall be done likewise inside God's clearing house
Whose walls can withstand blasting, and thieves breaking through

So place your goods, in heaven's holds
Where moths nor rust will wreck or lice live to louse
For where you keep your treasure, there your heart is too