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I write from the future, from ages beyond
In a time when all those plans are fulfilled
At the height of achieved and lost dreams
At the end of it all when lives are measured
And a verdict is passed for your momentary breath
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And how I pity those little dreams!
Am amazed of your concern for those big plans!
Though they sound huge and important now
Coming from the future; I say it’s all vanity
Useless plans and wasted lives
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Wasted because you chase only after a mirage
Useless because it’s but a philosophy built on lies
Wealth, power, legacy, love…it’s all vanity
The one who gets them and the one who doesn’t
What difference is there?
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It’s all vanity, a chasing of winds
For kings and slaves have the same fate
Not until they can live past this life
And in that I rejoice for the hope after death
A hope that gives this life meaning
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I rejoice to know that my life won’t just fade away with time
That when all seems to fail, I will be born to a better world
I dream bigger dreams that a temporary world can’t contain
I make plans for an unending future living with my Saviour
Loving him and serving him now before living with him forever
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This life amounts to nothing until Jesus makes it count
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A life in time to Preach 