The poem urges the wealthy to reject pride in temporary riches, trusting instead in God’s eternal provision. It calls them to share generously, helping the needy, as true wealth lies in good deeds. Through being born again, their transformed hearts turn from loving money to pleasing God, seeking to bless all. Earthly wealth fades before God’s call, inspiring a prayer to give Christ everything.

The rich must shun the boast of fleeting gain,
For wealth’s a gift, not cause for haughty pride,
Their hope rests firm in God, who shall remain,
Not in the stores where rust and ruin bide.

With open hands they’re called to freely share,
To clothe the poor, to lift the low with cheer,
Thus true wealth grows in acts of tender care,
A treasure safe where thieves cannot come near.

Born anew, the rich gain hearts remade,
No longer bound to gold’s unyielding sway,
They yearn to please their Lord in every trade,
And seek the good of all in Christ’s own way.

So wealth of earth fades dim beneath His call,
May we give Christ our all in all.