A time
to live, a time to die,
A
time to work and play;
So quickly
time will pass you by –
And
then you’ll fade away.
In death
you have no time to do
The
things you should have done,
The
casket closed, your life then through:
All
chances then are gone.
The gentle
words you wished to say,
The
love you wished to show,
The
help to others on the way
Must
come before you go…
The time
to show love for a friend
Is
now – while still you may;
For,
‘tis too late when comes the end:
Make
haste, do not delay!
Oh! That
you could this lesson learn,
And
love those you hold dear;
Death
marks the point of no return,
So
be a friend while here.
To lift
a load, to share a thought,
To
love a hurting friend;
Take
time to do the things you ought…
‘Twill
bless you in the end.
Be nice
as you press on the way,
Always
faithful and true,
The
Lord your efforts will repay
He’ll
be a friend to you.
A time
to live, a time to die,
A
time to work and play;
So quickly
time will pass you by –
And
then you’ll fade away.
H.
L. Gradowith
12-08-2001
(Based
on a work begun on 03-24-1997)