Teach me the measure of my days,Thou Maker of my frame;I would survey life’s narrow space,And learn how frail I am.A span is all that we can boast,An inch or two of time;Man is but vanity and dustIn all his flower and prime.See the vain race of mortals moveLike shadows o’er the plain;They rage and strive, desire and love,But all the noise is vain.Some walk in honor’s gaudy show,Some dig for golden ore;They toil for heirs, they know not who,And straight are seen no more.What should I wish or wait for, then,From creatures earth and dust?They make our expectations vain,And disappoint our trust.Now I forbid my carnal hope,My fond desires recall;I give my mortal interest up,And make my God my all.
Dr. Steven R. Cook is a Christian educator. He is protestant, conservative, and dispensational. Studies in the original languages of Scripture, ancient history, and systematic theology have been the foundation for Steven’s teaching and writing ministry. He has written several Christian books, dozens of articles on Christian theology, and recorded more than seven hundred hours of audio and video sermons. Steven currently serves as professor of Bible and Theology at Tyndale Theological Seminary, and hosts weekly Bible studies at his home in Texas. Steven’s ministry activity is entirely voluntary (articles, blogs, podcasts, and video lessons), as he works a full time job as a Case Manager for a local nonprofit agency that helps the elderly and disabled in the community.
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