Psalm 103:15-18

 

Psalm 103:15-18

The life of mortals is like grass, they flourish like a flower of the field; the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more. But from everlasting to everlasting the Lord’s love is with those who fear him, and his righteousness with their children’s children— with those who keep his covenant and remember to obey his precepts.

I don’t regret the time to come

When I shall walk no more

Along the shaded mountain path

Or by the windswept shore.

For I am like the meadow grass

That blooms and then is gone,

And I will leave no trace behind

On shore or mountain stone.

But I will not be forgotten

By Him who called my name.

He gave me life and, by His blood,

A future I can claim.

So, let the wind sweep over me

Til I’m lost, leaf and stem.

My hope is not in this brief life;

All my faith rests in Him.