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No matter what else you are doing From cradle days through to the end, You are writing your life's secret story, Each day sees another page penned.
Each month ends a thirty page chapter, Each year means the end of a part And never an act is mis-tainted Or even one wish of the heart.
Each day when you wake, the book opens, Revealing a page clean and white. What thoughts and what words and what doings Will cover its pages by night?
God leaves that up to you - - you're the writer And never a word shall grow dim, Till the day you write the word FINISHED And give your Life's Book back to Him. . . . |