Copyright © 2012 Ophelia M. Flowers This is a poem I wrote and made music for, I hope you like it! za-blogging.blogspot.com Lyrics: My life is here today, Tomorrow I could fly away, To stand before Your presence, My holy God. On that day I hope to hear, In spite of my aching fears, That You used me, Somehow to honor You. In spite of my childish pride, And all of the tears I've cried, That You used me, Somehow to bring You praise. For the treasures that I store, Will waste away and be no more. That's how it's going to be, All things shall die. I'm not a wandering soul, I have an everlasting goal, That glory is, Always my path each day. May all of the things I say, Bring glory in some small way, For honoring You, Is what I'm made to do
