mending

This life of ours
These wasted hours
The time we've spent
And how it went;
Everything's done--
Oblivion.
The battle lost
Our hearts the cost.

Take heart dear son
Life's just begun
There's time to spend
to make amends--
The battle's won
By God's own Son.

His hand's extended
Reach out too
He knows your heart
He waits for you.