Cherish the moment

Look out there to my right, a mighty river flowing,
Way beyond mountain peaks a sun is ever showing.
Standing trees, evergreen, appear and stately planted,
We may not pass this way again, so take nothing for granted.

Sitting here to my right, a friend closer than brother,
Native of the land I see, loyal as no other.
Friendship is as one gives, the other one receptive,
We may not pass this way again, though we may be reflective.

Cherish the moment, perish the thought
I can do as I intend.
We may have never been this way before,
We may never pass this way again.

Wherever you may be, up high or way down under,
There's a voice that gently speaks, not found in wind or thunder.
At the door stands the Lord, a waiting invitation.
He may not pass this way again, this day of your salvation.

Cherish the moment, perish the thought
I can do as I intend.
We may have never been this way before,
We may never pass this way again.