When Time Will Be No More
Where are you going to be when that last trumpet sounds?
Soaring through the sky or standing on the ground?
When the roll is called up yonder, will he call your name
Are you covered by the blood or burdened by your shame.
What will you be doing during the time that was foretold?
Running for shelter or walking streets of gold?
Will you walk through gates of pearl when the race comes to an end?
Will he say he never knew you or will he call you friend?
These questions must be answered now, there’s no time to delay
You can not afford to take it and cast it all at bay
There may not be time enough for you to open your heart’s door
Once the time comes when time will be no more.
copyright Christy Bahr
Friday, January 4, 2008
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