1 A little man of whom we read,
Who lived in days of old,
Though he was rich, he felt his need
Of something more than gold.

Refrain:
Oh, yes, oh, yes, there’s something more,
There’s something more than gold;
To have your sins all under the blood
Is something more than gold.
Oh, yes, oh, yes, there’s something more,
There’s something more than gold;
To have your sins all under the blood
Is something more than gold.

2 It fell upon a certain day,
This little man was told;
That Jesus soon would pass that way
With something more than gold. [Refrain]

3 And so today there’s power still,
The half has not been told,
Of Christ who saves and Christ who heals
With something more than gold. [Refrain]

4 O praise the Lord for Pentecost,
The Holy Ghost foretold;
He’ll come to all who do believe,
With something more than gold. [Refrain]