Tom Wright Poet Lyric

Be Ye Ready

As a clock's hands are advancing forward,
By cubits time is abbreviating our stay.
As incoming tides are rushing shore-ward,
We busy ourselves doing things our way.

But God made no provisions for reversal,
We ought get matters precise the first time.
Our earthly days are only our rehearsal,
For that futuristic eternal city sublime;

From death, no escape, no turning back,
But some won't face this earthly demise,
Until the rapture we fight Satan's attack,
With eyes affixed on that Heavenly prize.

Matthew 24:44

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Leon Wilson February 19, 2014 at 4:53 AM God bless your right Tom time is running down their will be no turning back thank God he is patient with us not wanting any one to perish I have written a poem called repent you might want to take a look.

Robert Pettit February 18, 2014 at 7:04 PM There are a lot of good quoted passages in St. Matthew's Gospel. You have written everything here well with decent rhyming.