While There Is Time, Lord
While there is time, Lord
May I use it well
’Tis gone in a moment
One never can tell
Which day is our last one
With so much to do
All must be in order
When summoned by You.
While there is time, Lord
And life is my own
Let me bring gladness
To someone alone.
Renew a small hope
Rekindle a dream
For shadows are never
As dark as they seem
While there is time, Lord
Let me not waste
The chances you give me
I cannot replace
Lend me your wisdom
That I may learn
To give of myself
Nor ask a return.
Let me be gentle
Keep my words kind
In spite of the worries
Crossing my mind.
And when at long last
Life’s sun starts to set
Let me have never
A cause for regret.
by Grace E. Easley
Grace E. Easley was born on 24 January 1928 in McComb, Mississippi, United States of America, as a daughter of Earl Bickham Easley and Lottie Allred Easley. She worked at, and eventually retired from, the Southwest Mississippi Regional Medical Center in McComb, where she had been the front desk greeter for many years. She was a member of the Saint Alphonsus and Saint Teresa Catholic churches. Mrs. Easley was a widely published poet, having had many of her uplifting inspirational poems published in the Silesians series of books, as well as in church bulletins and other publications. Grace E. Easley passed on at 83 years of age on 18 April 2011 in McComb, Mississippi, United States of America.
While there is time, Lord
May I use it well
’Tis gone in a moment
One never can tell
Which day is our last one
With so much to do
All must be in order
When summoned by You.
While there is time, Lord
And life is my own
Let me bring gladness
To someone alone.
Renew a small hope
Rekindle a dream
For shadows are never
As dark as they seem
While there is time, Lord
Let me not waste
The chances you give me
I cannot replace
Lend me your wisdom
That I may learn
To give of myself
Nor ask a return.
Let me be gentle
Keep my words kind
In spite of the worries
Crossing my mind.
And when at long last
Life’s sun starts to set
Let me have never
A cause for regret.
by Grace E. Easley
Grace E. Easley was born on 24 January 1928 in McComb, Mississippi, United States of America, as a daughter of Earl Bickham Easley and Lottie Allred Easley. She worked at, and eventually retired from, the Southwest Mississippi Regional Medical Center in McComb, where she had been the front desk greeter for many years. She was a member of the Saint Alphonsus and Saint Teresa Catholic churches. Mrs. Easley was a widely published poet, having had many of her uplifting inspirational poems published in the Silesians series of books, as well as in church bulletins and other publications. Grace E. Easley passed on at 83 years of age on 18 April 2011 in McComb, Mississippi, United States of America.
