Why So Fast

Where do you want to be and how soon That you enquire of the shortest routes and fast cars Always on your way by sun and by moon Oblivious of whether your skies host guiding stars The Lord only makes you tarry for readiness. It's not a passage of time but patience in its perfect work To purge obscure evils and with righteousness fill your emptiness That your clean house be without space for which temptation lurks A man and his wife sold a field. Gave part to God claiming that they gave all Must fear more than love be the surest unction for man to yield Must he fall so far as a finger to write his end on the wall Your Father in Heaven tells your hearts not to be troubled Seize moments to do good but sprint not for sorrowful riches For by faithfulness Job was restored and his wealth doubled Turn away from the underhand that the world subtly preaches K. Muitherero.