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Life hangs by a thread.
A simple snap and we're dead.
All of our money, fortune and fame,
That same little thread holds it again.
We think we are secure in the strength of our might,
When we have not the power to even last the night.
Our fate and our destiny is guided for sure
By the One who gave the rules, we make the detour.
If only we realize it is not by our wits,
That we survive, even prosper, it is because He permits.
It's only a thread that holds us up
But a thread is like steel, when we've drank from the cup
The cup of life made available to all
Hanging by a thread, yet secured from a fall.
From MountainWings |
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