Some say this life I live is only foolishnessNo waiting pot of gold in the faith that I possessBut the treasures of this life will slowly turn to dustAnd this fool will find his gold in the Savior that I trustFool's goldIt's waiting in a crownFool's goldIn a city coming downI'll leave the gold I can't afford forFor the higher prize I'm pressing towardI'll preach the "foolish" cross of Christ and wait for my rewardFool's goldThe wisdom of the cross is easy to receiveBut only foolishness to them that don't believeThey may say that I'm a fool for the cross that I proclaimBut the gold that I must seek won't be found in earthly thingsWhen the crowns of gold are laid before His feetThen the worthy Lamb of God is a treasure we will keepSome may call me foolish, some may call me oddBut I'd rather be a fool in the eyes of man than a fool in the eyes of God