A Night In Hell
I laid me down my bed to rest:
---and dreamt a little space.
I can’t say how it turned a dream:
---because it was so real
My flesh, my bone, myself were burned.
---a fire that could not quench,
I screamed, I cried and all I saw:
---were souls who waste in hell.
I thought of how I had gone there:
---and how I could escape.
The more I think, the more I waste:
---my thoughts so condemned me.
My past, the life I lived in sin:
---were shown to me like film.
My God, My God! I had to cry:
I need a second chance!
My early days were just and fair.
---an infant-righteous boy,
My mum had done her best for me,
---she showed me way to God.
I was so close to Priest and Monk,
---but how came all my doom?
Since when I left my father’s ways,
---I had myself to blame.
And now that God has spared my life,
---therez still a lot to do.
I pledge my help to spread the work:
---to souls who live in sin.
I’ll preach, I’ll teach, I’ll save, I’ll help;
---Whatever else to do,
When God will knock, my soul is safe,
---forever, I’ll be glad.
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