Curge timpul obosit,
Curge timpu-ncet prin noi,
Curge tot la vale,
Şi ne lasă tot mai goi,
Flori fără petale.
Sapă albie prin munţi
Apele să-şi poarte,
Lasă-n urmă peri cărunţi
Şi celule moarte.
Deapănă al vieţii fir
Pân se rupe nodul,
Înc-o groapă-n cimitir,
Scurt e episodul.
Fuge timpul nărăvaş
Ca un cal sălbatec,
Pune-i şaua, fii ostaş
Sau rămâi ostatec.
Viaţa are un sfârşit
Chiar şi pentru tine,
Mori pierdut sau mântuit,
de Petrica Dugulescu
Brilliant prayer written by Trevin Wax based on Jonathan Edwards’ 21 Resolutions
Lord God Almighty,
I understand that I am unable to do anything without your help,
so I ask you to enable me by your grace to fulfill your will.
Give me grace to do whatever brings most glory and honor to you,
pleasure and profit to me,
and life and love to others.
Help me to number my days,
spending my time wisely,
living my life with all my might while I still have breath.
Humble me in the knowledge that I am chief of sinners;
when I hear of the sins of others,
help me to not look upon them with pride,
but to look upon myself with shame,
confessing my own sins to you.
When I go through difficulties and trials,
remind me of the pains of hell
from which you have already delivered me.
Place people in my path who need my help,
and give me a compassionate and generous spirit.
Fill my heart with such love
that I would never do anything out of a spirit of revenge,
nor lose my temper with those around me.
Hold my tongue when I am tempted to speak evil of others.
Thank you for the gospel and for the hope of glory.
Help me to live in light of these truths every day of my life,
so that when the time of my death arrives,
I will rest assuredly in you,
and you will be most glorified in me.
In Christ’s name…