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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 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.