Tuesday, March 17, 2009

the poem

I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.
So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.....
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer
No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They'd laugh a at me I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need But at last the time,
the time to die I went before the Lord,
I came, I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God! Held a book;
It was the book of life
God looked into his book and said
"Your name I cannot find
I once was going to write it down...
But never found the time"

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