To Die For

For what do we live
what makes our heart
sing with joy
sleep in peace
rejoice in each day?

Haven’t we all asked
beneath a star-filled sky
“Why am I here
what is my purpose in life?”

Is life—that is—just living
worth living through
all its trials and tribulations?
Yes—for those who know
the sweet love of the Lord
my strength and redeemer.

For if we have nothing
worth dying for
we have nothing
worth living for.

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