The Final End

There's nothing as precious as time,
our life passes away with each tick & chime,
The Bible says 3 score and 10 yrs. is alloted to man,
yet many live without much of a plan.

Going haphazardly on their merry way,
as if there weren't any final judgement day.
Sometime our life will surprisingly end,
and we never know the time, my dear friend..

We must get aquainted with man's best friend,
give him our life to guide to the end,
when life gets tough, He will carry us through,
The whole wide world, and me and you.

This friend, if you haven't guessed is Jesus,
He created everything, just for us.
When we messed things up real bad,
it made Him and the Father very sad.

So down to the earth Jesus did come,
for all the world to save, not just some,
but as time continues to tick on each day,
There are many who continue on their way.

Knowing not our dear Saviour and friend,
Not giving much thought to the final end.
It will be sad, when time does run out,
and Jesus comes on a cloud, with a shout.

So many care not to know Him,
They live their life of fun and sin,
but OH! will it be worth it my friend,
when time runs out at the final end?

(This poem was written by my Mother)

© Marie Phillips Nov. 6, 1998

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