The Breath Called Life

Though no guarantee of one more breath, yet death is always certain.
This life is but a vapor past, nothing to show, nothing will last.
Our time is short indeed.
This life will fade, it will not wait, just like a final curtain.
The Future comes all too fast, no time for dwelling on our past.
Our time is short indeed.
Here a moment gone the next, alone to feel your pain.
No one to be there, hold you fast, must move on, moving, alas!
Our time is short indeed.
And all that's left, a life once lived, a memory gone for certain.
A life now past, now souvenir for them to clasp
Our time is short indeed.
What have we then? To give us purpose? What shall we be searching?
What have we to want to last, what have we to hold fast?
Our time is short indeed!
You've come, You've shown, You've lived and died and torn this wretched curtain
You gave us breath, then gave us life! You've given Your Word, alone to last.
And though this life is short indeed
Through Your words, actions, deeds,
You've given what my own soul needs
Not money, lust, nor pleasure or greed
could fill my soul like Gospel seed
And though I know that all the while
Our time is short indeed.
I know Your very Words will give
Me all purpose that I ever need

-I.F.