The Passing Years

 

Life passes by so fast, Lord,

I know I'm sure to miss
A vital part unless You keep

Reminding me of this.
There's so much that I want to do,

A lot I've left undone,
So many plans discarded,

And a few I've not begun.

 

Life passes by so fast, Lord,

How often I've been told,
It always does around the time

That we are growing old.
"For everything a season"

Is wise as well as just,
But I had rather wear me out,

Than fall apart with rust.

 

Life passes by so fast, Lord,

The days, months, the years,
Lord, keep a smile upon my lips,

And blot away my tears.
Teach me to lean upon Your arm,

When pain and sickness strike,
To tell the facts from fancies,

That sometimes look alike.

 

Life passes by so fast, Lord,

And yet how kind You are,
In granting me the precious years,

That I have had so far.
So let the days grow shorter,

The darkest shadows part,
But put the wrinkles on my face,

...And never on my heart!

 

~ Grace E. Easley