As the rushing river flows downstream,
and the eagle flies on high.
Our life goes by with faster means,
like the twinkling of God’s eye.
There are times in our life of emptiness and pain,
soon our life is over and we have no gain.
Our life passes by in one generation,
we are just specks compared to other creations.
Our life is a blade of grass in the early morning sun,
but by evening the grass is withered, old, and done.
As the wind does blow and the rain does fall,
we know that God created it all.
Our life needs balance and the Holy Spirit in control,
for everlasting freedom with that oneness in our soul.
A joy that is eternal for we are heaven bound,
having the Lord in our heart where He is found.