We
walk in a world that is strange and unknown
and
in the midst of the crowd we still feel alone,
We
question our purpose, our part, and our place
In
this vast land of mystery suspended in space,
We
probe and explore and try to explain
The
tumult of thoughts that our minds entertain…
But
all of our probing and complex explanations
Of
man’s inner feelings and fears and frustrations
Still
leave us engulfed in the “mystery of life”
With
all of its struggles and suffering and strife,
Unable
to fathom what tomorrow will bring
But
there is one truth to which we can cling,
For
while life’s a mystery man can’t understand
The
“Great Giver of Life” is holding our hand
And
safe in his care there is no need for seeing
For “in Him we live and move and have our being”
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