In the brief life of our mistakes
The Lord has given us our eternity
In what was never meant to last
here there was yet justification and if
It endureth even the briefest moment
Immortal; Eternal. Minimal yet
So plenteous they are they that is
Sufficient to life everlasting; and as
The memory of our mistakes blazes
Unto the unremembered ashes
As by the light of the sun are we given
All of our days on earth as in heaven
For the One who made us is merciful
For by Love all that is made to endures
Endures while what passes away leaves
Us with the gift of its time Our time
Be merciful and thank the Lord for the
Gift of what is gone while we yet love
Strange what is heard forever echoing down
The corridors of time is the children's laughter
and a still small voice saying: Come play with
me Come play with me again One more time".
Aug 18, 2022
Aug 18, 2022 at 12:57 PM UTC
In the brief life of our mistakes
The Lord has given us our eternity
In what was never meant to last
here there was yet justification and if
It endureth even the briefest moment
Immortal; Eternal. Minimal yet
So plenteous they are they that is
Sufficient to life everlasting; and as
The memory of our mistakes blazes
Unto the unremembered ashes
As by the light of the sun are we given
All of our days on earth as in heaven
For the One who made us is merciful
For by Love all that is made to endures
Endures while what passes away leaves
Us with the gift of its time Our time
Be merciful and thank the Lord for the
Gift of what is gone while we yet love
Strange what is heard forever echoing down
The corridors of time is the children's laughter
and a still small voice saying: Come play with
me Come play with me again One more time".