This Song of My Life

My life is a song that my Lord is writing,
Through every choice which I make
And each trial that comes my way.

This music that God is composing

Is distinctly unique and beautiful–

Created just for me and perfect in every facet!

This Song of my Life.

My part is not to direct the instruments
Or add my own melody to the piece,
Nor skip from place to place in the song.

But to sing, to live, to savor each note
As it echoes from the will of my Father–
Receiving with joy and thanks His gift:

This Song of my Life.

At times the music will be sad and low
As through tears and pain I tread;
But my hope is in the Composer of this movement.

Breathless, merry notes skip about in joy
When happy times come to me,
And I thank my Composer for the cheerful music–

This Song of my Life.

But oh! Often I am brought from melody
To a measure in my song that has a rest,
And it is hard to allow it the full time.

I long to skip past it and continue the song
Not willing to simply…rest and thus
Make the music that God has chosen for me.

This Song of my Life.

I must not look at other’s songs and grow discontent.
Their music is different for a purpose unknown to me;
But the King of Kings crafts each measure, each line.

Our notes may create a harmony for a time,
Or join in friendship for a lifetime–
Urging upward into new heights

This Song of my Life.

Sometimes I grow lonely singing alone
And I yearn for another to complement my melody–
To sing with me in beauty and unity.

Then my Father tells me that for today
The most perfect music I can make
Is that which is a solo sung for Him.

This Song of my Life.

The days fly by on wings of silk–
This harmony will continue on
As long as God grants me breath to praise Him.

Years pass by in beauty and peace
And until my Savior calls me home
I will sing wholly for Him…

This Song of my Life.

 

Reprinted with permission from HopeChest Magazine