How can life become something more
Than just jobs, work, school and
Keeping score?
What shall we do with the time
That’s been given
But swim in His oceans
And sing songs to His heaven.
What do we do when
We yearn for peace and rest,
But reach for the arms of Christ
And lay upon His chest.
What busyness can be halted
So that He can be exalted?
Can we live a simple
Quiet life?
Caught up in His mountains
Knowing they live forever
Like Christs overflowing fountains.
I dream of the moment
When we toil no longer
Caught up in the air with Him
Where my eyes are fixed and His Greatness is our Promise.
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