I am but a vapor,
a puff of steam in the air
so, I give to the Lord
all on earth I have to bear.
I may be here today,
but tomorrow I may not be
so, I lay up my treasures
in what I cannot see.
I know not His will,
for the days of my life
so, I give to the Lord
all of my daily strife.
God could have me live,
to a hundred or more
but, then again tomorrow
I could be at death’s door.
I know not the future,
my days are in His hands
so, I rest in the comfort
of His eternal plans.
I cannot add any time,
or even take some away
so, I give to the Lord
my every living day!
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“Whereas ye know not
what shall be on the morrow.
For what is your life?
It is even a vapour,
that appeareth for
a little time,
and then vanisheth away.”
Copyright 2012
Deborah Ann Belka
