No Time

 

                                 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 at me,"  I feared.

                                 No time, no time, too much to do,
                                 That was my constant cry,
                                 No time to give to souls in need
                                 Now came my 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."

                                                                     author unknown

 

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