The sun rises fierce in the sky, another day--
Another vapor of time to choose...
In whom or what will this heart trust?
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All is vanity, he declares;
Time flies past unaware of my stepped-on toes.
People stare off, wondering and questioning,
Testing reality.
Yet life is only found in One.
Healing only flows from Him.
Truth only exists by His word. His word.
Not mine--unless I speak forth the revealed.
By grace He reaches down to the fibers of our will.
In mercy He loves and lavishes and awakens.
His, I'm called. And there I'm home.
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