To live one’s life in humble ease
No anger or excitement, please
Accepting what life dishes out
O’ermounting any signs of doubt
Keep faith in all that you believe
And do your best to help achieve
That single goal you’re striving for,
To knock upon the Saviour’s door !
There are no guarantees in life
For mother, child, husband or wife,
We all have travelled on life’s road
Unburdened or with heavy load
There is no crowd to cheer us on
No magic words to lean upon
No tragic curse that we’re aware
Or law that says what must be fair.
We understand that on each path
There can be times of doubt or wrath
Yet often seems so very sweet
When hope and joy with love compete
I do not know the why of it
And pray most times that we shall fit !
My dearest boy I miss you so
How sad was I, you chose to go
Of all those dreams that you did spin
When did your fear of truth begin ?
Your spirits rose with every thought
How could your inner self get caught
With real foresight that you possessed
What was it cost you your success ?
Who was it told you all would fail
And stole the wind from out your sail ?
Now I have lived so many years
Years filled with hope and thick with tears
Times when I thought that I was done
And others that were full of fun.
I’ve known the wars and tragedy
And lost those who were dear to me
I left my heart on foreign shore
For those that I shall see no more.
Sometimes I’ve wondered how I could
Because my heart’s not made of wood
My thanks to God, I’ve come this far
I’m battle weary but unscarred.
I sense that I’ve withstood the test
And hope I’ve given all my best
The end for sure draws ever near
I face my God but not with fear !
AMEN.
Lord, how much longer must we wait
To meet our Maker, seal our faith
What vision is it we need see,
Embrace our hearts and set us free ?
What battle more than we shall dare
Or journey far that all may share,
Where in the end of win or loss
Each faces his own special cross !
We’ve seen the shadows on the wall
Heard echoes of the clarion’s call
The battle signals rang out clear
To fall at last on hollowed ear.
There’s no mistake upon the ground
Or impact of each magic sound
While trumpets blow and blare away
This message for the latter days
A change is coming, wait and see
To wing the way to victory !
Oh can you hear the constant sound
Of weather rageing all around
We’re in the middle of a storm
That’s taken such an ugly form.
I’m glad that I am not outside
The wind might take me for a ride
Although perhaps that could be fun
If only we’d a bit of sun !
