Country Arrangement
Country Version
Lyrics by Bill Perkins · Vocals & Music by AI
Warm and steady, tracing the path from the field where treasure was buried to the merchant who discovered one pearl worth everything he owned.
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I’m Trading Up
Lyrics by Bill Perkins · Vocals & Music by AI
Discovering the Hidden Treasure and the Pearl of Great Price
One song, two arrangements. Both move from the hidden treasure in the field to the merchant and the pearl of great price.
Reggae Arrangement
Reggae Version
Lyrics by Bill Perkins · Vocals & Music by AI
A brighter rhythmic arrangement of the same journey, from discovery in the field to the pearl that changes every value.
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Shared Lyrics
The arrangements share the same lyric with a few recorded variations. Reggae sings “found by chance,” “holding,” “grip,” and “out of place.” The lyric sheet follows the country wording.
You never ask me to release
what I value most,
until You place in my hands
what I will value more.
I’m letting go,
I’m trading up,
draining my own empty cup,
and letting Your Kingdom
fill me up.
I drove my shovel deep
into the clay,
just working through
another heavy day.
The blade hit iron
with a sudden ring—
I cracked the lid
and saw a holy thing.
Sold my coat,
sold my bed,
with a laughing heart
and a lifted head.
Cleared out the house,
sold off the keys,
brought all my status
to its knees.
It wasn’t a chore,
it wasn’t a sigh—
I couldn’t count the cash
fast enough
to buy the field of dirt
where the treasure lies,
with holy laughter
in my eyes.
For some, it’s treasure
uncovered by chance.
For others, a long,
beautiful dance.
After telling of the digger,
Jesus speaks of a merchant—
two different men,
one greater worth.
I walked through markets
searching for the best,
gathering fine things
to put my heart at rest.
Cherishing the beauty
of the wealth I’d grown,
keeping a fierce hold
on every pearl I’d owned.
Then I saw the One—
the masterpiece of grace,
and suddenly my collection
felt so commonplace.
I traded all I loved,
let the minor riches fall,
because a greater value came
and overwhelmed them all.
You never ask me to release
what I value most,
until You place in my hands
what I will value more.
I’m letting go,
I’m trading up,
draining my own empty cup,
and letting Your Kingdom
fill me up.
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