Drawers the soul does keep

It seems I stored some things in the drawer
I feared I'd be bare
But thanks be to God
I reached in and found treasures there
It must have been those times I obeyed and went God's way
That stored me up some hope
And now it seems
My soul, it stores
An endless drawer
Oh God, again
It must of had, something to do
With me obeying you
Its gone beyond my hope
Its helping others cope
And never straying very far
From the heart of God