Ancient Of Days Poem by Sylvia Brewster

Almighty One - You gave us Your Son
for your Will to be done
when He came - and will come
to save everyone:

What will we become
for what we have done?

"Choose Life" You say, Choose ... choose...
that we may not lose abundant life now - nor life to come
when our race is run and our battle won!

Ancient of Days - Almighty One
may Your Will be done by everyone
through Your only begotten son
that we all may rejoice with one heart
and one voice - our praises sung
and Your Kingdom Come!