Time is Fleeting

Though I know time is fleeting,
yet this drum of mine is beating,
  resounding day and night
    so much faster than I've known.
Thus I should live each minute,
as a brave and faithful tenant,
  and tend each seed I've planted
    'til its fruit is fully grown.
  
Still I often fail and falter,
as I stumble toward the altar,
  but my heart desires to know
    and hear the voice Divine.
One day I'll know the reasons
for life's ever changing seasons,
  and see the only lasting seeds
    were never really mine.
 
It's not the seeds I've planted,
it's grace our God has granted-
  I only need to do my part
    and follow day and night.
Then when time has ended
and my spirit has ascended,
  I'll taste the tree of Life
    and the glory of His light.