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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Our lives last seventy years or, if we are strong, eighty years. Even the best of them are struggle and sorrow; Indeed, they pass quickly and we fly away. —Psalm 90:10 CSB …but those who trust in the Lord will renew their strength; they will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not become weary, they will walk and not faint. —Isaiah 40:31CSB And Then Perchance to Fly Up and down, round and round Push and pull, on we go Losing ground… lost and found toiling miles, seeds to sow How many more years left on earth How many more years left on earth Seems right after our birth To crawl, to walk, to run And then perchance to fly And sorrow soak the sun Break the blue of God’s eye Our days pass quickly by and by Our days pass quickly by and by In the end, just a sigh Eagles wings, heavy dearth Talons holding our sins Angels wings, soaring mirth At death new life begins Trust in the Lord, renew your strength Trust in the Lord, renew your strength For He’s not at arm’s length Closer and closer, to breast Do you hear Christ’s heartbeat It was broken and stressed Yet, made alive, complete That same Spirit does live in you That same Spirit does live in you Receive good news, it’s true To crawl, to walk, to run And then perchance to fly And sorrow soak the sun Break the blue of God’s eye Our days pass quickly by and by Our days pass quickly by and by In the end, just a sigh
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