The Tick of a Clock

My time, my moment, my year
what a crock
No one can own
the tick of a clock
No claim can be made
on planetary motion
except by the One
who conceived such a notion
So stop all the work
of making each moment right
and hold precious the minutes
that add up to life
Distracted we are
by the enemies lies
that say we can determine
the future we find
It is not ours to create
nor ours to define
it is God who gives to us
the blessing of time

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