The Special Gift

chorus

Two men given a special gift;
To know the date of their own lives’ ending;
Free will in hand, their destinies shaping;
Legacies revealed in their own lives’ making.

verse 1
“No fear in a life of adventure!” said one.
To live and to know what I do doesn’t matter!
I can booze and snort and shack up with women,
Cut loose and drive fast and live big and get high!
Life’s mine! I take it! I make it!” he boasted—
“To get what I want and to want what I get!”

Two men given a special gift;
One cries “Power!” and makes Self Master;
Free will in hand, his destiny shaping;
Legacy revealed in his own life’s making.

verse 2
“No fear in a life of adventure!” said the next.
To live and to know what I do does matter!
I can serve and bless and raise up the standard.
Be real and grow tall and live right and aim high!
Life’s fine! I hold it! I mold it!” he marveled—
“To get what I want and to want what I get!”

Two men given a special gift;
One cries “Service!” and makes Christ Master;
Free will in hand, his destiny shaping;
Legacy revealed in his own life’s making.

bridge
“What—me worry? Why should I? Get real!
I can’t lose—oh, what power! Now get out of my way!”
With no fear of an immediate fate,
The first one chose to accumulate—
He spent all on self and wasted his youth,
On smut, drugs and filth, and relative truth.
He gambled with life and hoped he had won—
But in his choices, his wisdom was none.

“What—me worry? Why should I? God’s real!

I can’t lose—oh what power! He shows me the way!”
With no fear of an ultimate fate,
The next one chose to appreciate—
He spent all on love and invested in couth,
In service and faith, and absolute truth.
He wrestled with life and knew he had won—
For through his choices, his wisdom was done.

Two men given a special gift;

One claims pride and a life that’s demeaning;
Free will in hand, his destiny shaping;
Legacy revealed in his own life’s making.

verse 3
Soon sick from cirrhosis, but high on cocaine,
He climbed a high building and leaped from its height,
But to his amazement, he dropped like a stone;
Not flying, not soaring, but only just falling,
Facing the music with head to the pavement—
Brought low hard and quick, he lingered a decade:
A shell of a man in a vegetable suit,
A shell of a man in a vegetable suit.

Two men given a special gift;
One claims Christ and a life of much meaning;
Free will in hand, his destiny shaping;
Legacy revealed in his own life’s making.

verse 4
Soon rich in his spirit, and high on life’s promise,
He completed a goal and leaped from its height,
And to his amazement, he rose to the next;
Now flying, now soaring, enabled, empowered—
Brought over and under and through and around,
He lived long and prospered, was full and complete:
A mold of a man in a virtuous suit,
A mold of a man in a virtuous suit.

All men given a special gift;
To choose the why of their own lives’ reason;
Free will in hand, our destinies shaping;
Legacies revealed in our own lives’ making.

bridge:
Not a minute too soon or too late,
Both men died on the predicted date.
Yet one’s life had ended ages before;
And the other’s had only begun to explore.
For after their lives had been lived and been spent,
The first died again, and the other lived more.

All men given a special gift;
To know the why of their own lives’ reason;
Free will in hand, our destinies shaping;
Legacies revealed in our own lives’ making.

lyrics © by Tim Herd