The Lord Alone

The Lord alone knows when and how I'll die,
He planned my birth from all eternity,
why not so carefully when it's goodbye?
I do believe He knows what's best for me.

God wanted me to be where I was born,
He willed my first and last and every breath,
He makes me sleep, He wakes me every morn,
He takes me to my rendezvous with death.

My birth, my death, my life are in His hands,
so I’ll remain on His side come what may,
I freely choose to follow all His plans,
though I'm afraid, I'll let Him have His way.

Almighty ruler, I let You control
the goal, why not the journey of my soul?

                         by Pete Voelz