Contentment.

I have often wondered of life in different places:

When I am young, I have strength.

When I am grown, I have discernment.

At a hundred, I have compassion

And at one hundred twenty, I have goodwill.

Different places meet different needs;

But my response will be seen:

The Lord; my melody, my lyric, my song

The Lord; my worship, my all, my God.

And if it be that all be taken from me,

then I’d find a serene before the sky and sea

and I’ll write in every blank that is before me

And I’d give thanks, yet more and more

until he is pleased every whit with my offering.

Lo! here I will be, forever in worship

until he calls, and I’d respond in much glee.

Selah!