Death

DEATH Death’s an enemy that marches steady; When it comes we must be ready. Once we’re on the other side, Somewhere forever we’ll abide. Heaven or hell--the choice is clear, We make the choice while we are here. There is not time then to appeal; Once we have died, the place is sealed. We are doomed by sin to hell, But the way out I can tell: Faith in the One who took our place And redeemed us by His grace Seals our soul for heaven’s shore Where we’ll live forever more. Just fall down upon your knee And to Jesus humbly plea, “Lord, I know that I have sinned, Now I ask You to come in. I believe You died for me To from death’s doom set me free.” If you mean these simple words, Rest assured your prayer is heard Then go out and live His way Till you meet Him some sweet day.