WASTED LIFE

Wasted away, the man that could have been

All because of the bottle and the pressure of sin!

Roaming the town from morn till night,

I doubt if he knows if it is dark or light!

His tongue is so thick he slurps his words.

I doubt if he is understood if he’s heard!

Sleeping on benches and chairs instead of a bed,

Just any old place to lay his weary head!

Mooching a smoke from each passer-by.

If it would help him, I would just cry!

Too long the wrong road he has trod.

The only one who can help him is God!

Don’t kick a man who is already down!

You have a man like him in every town!

Pray that one day he will see the light

And find his way to God’s glory bright!

Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you; not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid. ~John 14:27

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