August 3, 2020
What will I do with what remains
Of my life here before it wanes?
I only have this life to live.
What more is left that I can give?
I’ve grown more frail in my physique,
No longer strong, my body’s weak.
I’m not inclined to run a race,
My walking now, a slower pace.
My hair has turned a silver gray,
A bit less hair each passing day.
I pray You help my mind stay strong,
To share the words of my life’s song.
Although I’ve reached my golden years,
My journey’s marked by joys and tears,
I pray oh Lord, that you’ll use me
To shine Your light, help others see.
So much left to say! Your well of fresh spring words nourish the ones that drink them!