As this soul grows older
Mistakes I do confess
But by the grace of God
Some wisdom has been blessed

Things of world are passing
All will turn to dust
Health, possessions, fame
In this truth we can trust

That all things divine
Of the eternal way
Gifts by the grace of God
Are showered every day

Worry is time wasted
Fear is like quicksand
Practice letting go
For we are in God’s hand

Souls in our path placing
A reason will we know
In heavens reflection
Their purpose God will show

Found within each moment
A grateful heart will see
In a pausing prayer
That God is loving me

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