God of mercy, Father of light,
Almighty God and Creator of life.
A question I ask on this lonely night...
What is the purpose of life?
We're here for awhile and then were gone
Like the words of an old forgotten song.
Our days go by like dust in the wind
How soon we wish we were young again.
Children laugh and old men die
Graves are filled and woman cry.
The green grass withers and leaves turn brown
They pass from this world without a sound.
Babies are born and people rejoice
Brought into this world without a choice.
From young to old much too fast
And before we know it our life is past.
Our life's a book a short story at best
When the last page is turned, then we rest.
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Now we live and die we must.
Brevity of life and purpose of man
Our time is running
like an hourglass of sand.
To be immortal and die never
Oh how I wish I could live forever.
So what is the purpose of life...
But to live for God and to die for Christ.
Night.2013