As a Season followed by a Season,
Autumn followed the Spring.
Day dosen't wait for Night sky,
They just follow their time.
Time dosen't wait to keep me strengthen,
It just rolls on till I need to rest.
Lord, help me to count my days,
As I approach Your Throne of Grace.
There is nobody for anybody is the truth to look at,
Just God and His Home is all I hope with.
Parents, Relatives, Family and Friends,
So close for a while to leave at sometime.
Riches, Strength, Men and Power are there to rely on?
But everything is just in vain.
One who made us out of mud,
and breathe into our nostrils is the One we are all left with.
This is the truth I just look at,
Just God and His Home is all I hope with.
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