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Our days, ending like a sigh
in an instance, this life ends
suddenly, without warning
the last breath scripted by another
nothing of our comprehension
the creator alone knows
the numbered days of our lives
Build up bodies that last,
like God eternal
salvation by grace
respond in kind

April 25, 2008
Psalm 90

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