Not Even a Drop In the Bucket
Some people suffer a lot and some people suffer hardly at all
Some appreciate what they got some wanting what they saw
Why then the difference, and how fair could that possibly be
The answer being too immense for us to even be able to see
Some will never understand and yet others see right away
Some don't see God's Hand while others feel a need to pray
But how could this continue to be and how did it get this way
Perhaps you might not agree but there's a greater power at play
For those who suffer now eternal life will be so much different
And all that daily continual strife all that stuff that Satan sent
You will not hunger anymore but come to understand all things
Oh what the Lord has in store and such the Joy His Glory brings
Comparing eternity to a hundred years, it becomes less and less
In those tears it was He, standing by you the whole entire mess
So small is that hundred years, so tiny now you can't even see
The reason you still have fears is because today you are not free
Matthew 7 :13-14
Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.
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