My rope is getting shorter
and I fear I'm near the end.
My bridge is overloaded
it will surely break or bend.
The fabric of my being
my fears shall shortly rend,
Yet my life shall still continue
for I've found myself a friend.
Compassionate and loving
He will not let me die
in loneliness and distress
for He has heard my cry.
He comes now to my rescue
though I persist to try
to save myself from trouble
until I finally halt. And sigh.
It's hard to suffer this defeat.
But then I heard His voice:
”Your mind is filled with facts of ’truth’—
they're nothing more than noise.
And what about the Sparrow
who grapples neither cause, nor choice?
Now give to me your burden
and thence you may rejoice".
Yes, God has plucked me from the mire
of my own creation,
Sat me down, made me rest,
looking through my consternation.
I hated it, but now I see
His own anticipation
Of the day I would embrace
my brand new destination.
God's plans aren't all available
for man to see ahead
He would hear our only plea:
"Give us this day our daily bread."
It's His provision for life and love
which we must seek, instead
Of leaning on our own support
helping no one, once we're dead.
Finding purpose in this life,
we must look beyond the grave.
There's more to life than living
or gaining wealth to save
for days we don't know that we'll have
or buying what we crave.
Our best intentions are the stuff
with which the road to hell is paved.
Get right with your creator
while you still have the chance
Your years, they are relentless:
they'll cease not to advance.
Now's the time to fix your gaze
and shirk not from this glance
Into the end which we all meet
regardless of our own parlance.
My rope is getting shorter;
I might be near the end.
My bridge is under heavy load
and it might break or bend.
But the fabric of my being,
past fears of mine can't rend.
For my life shall still continue
because I've found my new Best Friend.
All-powerful and loving
He will not let me die
in loneliness or despair
for He has heard my cry.
He comes now to my rescue
I know better than to try
to save myself from all this trouble
and thus, I halt.
And sigh.