oh, happy day.

my days are numbered, my moments are few
my life is fleeting and my choices cause pain
and yesterday's friends are today's strangers
rocking chairs weather and sunsets turn to dusk
i sing for exoneration, i cry out for mercy
i saw the skyline while driving on the highway
and it caused a smile to play on my lips
and the very sounds of laughter escaped them
despite what trouble may lie ahead
i will remember the table prepared before me
and i will feast on hope and love
even in the presence of darkness and separation
and i will know that He is still in control.