Why do you all number your days?
When looking back, is it in haze?
While you travel in these last days...
What causes you to live this way?
You say it is the end of days,
Yet in the wilderness you stay.
You speak of it being the day,
Yet you sit and watch in dismay.
If today was really the day,
Would you act a different way?
I can not tell you of that day,
But in your rock you find your way.
Yesterday tomorrow today
Believe in God and find your way.
Cease in numbering your last days
Understand that it is God's way.
Only our God knows of the day
Who what where and how is today
How you answer why is the way.
Do not think of it as a day
Look in your heart and find the way
We must become as one today
Or tomorrow is just a day
In your heart you will find the way,
God is with you everyday.
Get into position and watch!