Lord, help me to invest well and expand
My interest, collecting fast in banks,
Accounts, and index funds across the land.
(For my rewards program, I give you thanks.)
I thank you for the faith to gather cash,
The happiness you grant through comfort sweet.
I pray for those with little faith to stash,
That with new hope they’d work to earn their keep.
Now let me rest, relax, and donate well
To people I deem worthy, to my cause.
I’m grateful I’ll know heaven sure from hell
By all the golden streets and diamond halls.
As Jesus said, of talents, to increase.
And in the end, my master will be pleased.
And he told them this parable: “The ground of a certain rich man yielded an abundant harvest. He thought to himself, ‘What shall I do? I have no place to store my crops.’ Then he said, ‘This is what I’ll do. I will tear down my barns and build bigger ones, and there I will store my surplus grain. And I’ll say to myself, “You have plenty of grain laid up for many years. Take life easy; eat, drink and be merry.”’ But God said to him, ‘You fool! This very night your life will be demanded from you. Then who will get what you have prepared for yourself?’ This is how it will be with whoever stores up things for themselves but is not rich toward God.” Luke 12:16-21
(Liturgical poetry during ordinary time after Pentecost is inspired by the parables of Luke.)