March 04, 2005

co-workers poem

The time has past
And I must go on
For the dawn breaks
And the sun rises,

Wherefore I think of
The past
And how my stubbornness
Led into sin
Of my own free will.

Oh, though God, how
Thou grace it extends
So deep that it
Allows me to live.

May I ever be so
Humble and use my
Remaining time wisely
For thy Kingdom.

~Todd Parisi

Posted by GodzScout at March 4, 2005 09:59 PM