Dearly Departed
He was one of those, you know, one who doesn't believe
That is the life he chose, so easy for the world to deceive
An atheist pure and through denying God's Glory everyday
A conclusion he drew without ever once seeking His Way
Well he got sick as next thing you know he ended up dead
Life is so very, very quick as already your youth has fled
Floating above as often heard but none of them could hear
For not another single word that reality had become clear
Then he was lead away by two as the fog became so thick
And then what they started to say the words made him sick
Soon they began ripping his skin..., yelling in pain, oh God!
This was judgment for all his sin and so shouldn't seem odd
But in the calling out of His Name the men just disappeared
So did all that blame as Jesus and three Angels soon neared
With his whole life laid bare before and told he must go back
This is not some folklore but the story of what so many lack
This man was extremely lucky as so we're all saved by Grace
He certainly did come to see but many never leave that place
Simply relaying a man's story who now has Jesus in his heart
If you know not His Glory, it will be too late, once you depart
Copyright © Vincent Flannery | Year Posted 2016
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