Based
on Psalm 39:4-7
You have
made my days a mere handbreadth
It
is gone too soon
vanishing
like a whisper in the night
Heard
one moment
Forgotten
the next
the span of
my years is as nothing before you.
We
are as flowers in the field
brightly
shining on a Spring day
then
blown away with the leaves of Fall
and
buried under winter's snow
in vain
they rush about, heaping up wealth
without knowing whose it will finally be
We
build our fortresses of money and power
seeking
shelter from the fates of time
putting
our thumb in the dykes of illness and aging
frightened
of losing control
But now,
Lord, what do I look for?
My hope is in you.
Our
life is, was, and always is blessed by
Your
strength that protects us
Your grace that saves us
Your spirit that guides us
and Your love that sustains us
today, tomorrow, and forever more
Amen
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