Upon the Wings of the Shechinah,
glide with me into eternity,
upon the edge of the blue horizon,
that appears distant, yet, draws near.
Our time on earth is soon spent,
in sorrow, grief, and countless occupations,
for, all is vanity under the sun.
Give thanks to His name,
despite everything that seems to be in disarray.
Proclaim His acts across the land,
and offer a helping hand,
to those in need.
Sing words of praise to Him,
even when things do not appear to be going well.
Play music in His honor,
and in the splendor of holiness,
Let your heart rejoice
in the provision of the L-RD,
for His grace abounds,
and the level of His mercy
cannot be found out.
Always search out the L-RD,
and seek His countenance,
a refuge in the storms of life,
a guide to all your challenges
along the way home.
based on 1 Chronicles 16:8-36