Restore

When three days I’ve wandered  
When three days I’ve cried    
When three days I’ve hidden    
When three days I’ve lied    
    
Three less days to be with you    
Three less whispers of love    
Three less thoughts to share with you    
Three less stories thereof    
Three less questions to bring to you    
Three less notions to wonder    
Three less visions to dream with you    
Three less ideas to ponder    
Three less words to speak to you    
Three less affections to give    
Three less journeys to walk with you    
Three less days to forgive      
     
Can time be restored, return from the lost    
Can days lost in life, return all they cost    
     
Lost days are fruitless, effort not bearing    
Lost days are painful, empty of caring    
Lost days are selfish, shallow in substance    
Lost days are loveless, wistful reluctance    
Lost days rebellious, regret solely stays    
Lost, misdirected, fallacious pathways    
     
Lost can be paradox -    
Lost can mean found    
When suffering chains me    
I seem to be bound    
   by days in awareness    
   in solitude praying    
   by days that seem endless    
   with heavy heart weighing    
   by time lost before this    
   days in the past    
   when love was    
     not spoken    
     not given    
     but dashed    
     
I take heart in the hope    
that God will restore    
time that was lost    
and multiply more    
   multiply fruitfulness    
   multiply peace    
   multiply patience    
   forbearance increase    
   multiply goodness    
   faithfulness    
   joy    
   self-discipline    
   gentleness    
   kindness employ    
     
God will restore what suffering stole    
   days once endured    
   loneliness known    
He deepens communion,  
   with Christ in my soul    
   fills me with gratitude    
   love overflows    
God will restore from my sorrow and grief    
   make me whole once again    
   as a seed turned to leaf    
God extends life, when I die to myself    
   less becomes more    
   in His fullness      
   I dwell    
     
Three less days of life, Christ lived          
Three less days on this earth         
Three less days, then love did win        
Love restored what was lost,
to His worth    
     
     
     
“So teach us to number our days, That we may gain a heart of wisdom.”    
‭‭Psalms‬ ‭90:12‬ ‭NKJV‬‬    
     
“The grass withers and the flowers fade beneath the breath of the Lord. And so it is with people. The grass withers and the flowers fade, but the word of our God stands forever.”    
‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭40:7-8‬ ‭NLT‬‬    
     
“So be truly glad. There is wonderful joy ahead, even though you must endure many trials for a little while. These trials will show that your faith is genuine. It is being tested as fire tests and purifies gold—though your faith is far more precious than mere gold. So when your faith remains strong through many trials, it will bring you much praise and glory and honor on the day when Jesus Christ is revealed to the whole world.”    
‭‭1 Peter‬ ‭1:6-7‬ ‭NLT‬‬    
     
“I tell you the truth, unless a kernel of wheat is planted in the soil and dies, it remains alone. But its death will produce many new kernels—a plentiful harvest of new lives.”    
‭‭John‬ ‭12:24‬ ‭NLT‬‬    
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