Right To the Very End
V-ery near is the world's end,
I-t weakens not your faith;
V-ery fine and perfect home
I-s truly worth the wait.
A-s the world's end is near,
N-ever will you lose your trust;
E-ven if darkness comes, so do mist, haze and dust.
L-ittle time is truly left
A-s the end draws nearer;
D-efend your one belief
A-gainst foe and evildoer.
O-ne hope and confidence
N-ever will waver nor wane;
A-side from severe sorrow, you must endure the pain.
B-e prepared, be aware,
A-lways praying to the Father;
L-et your request be heard
T-welfth morn November.
A-bout over is the night,
Z-enith waits for the sun to ascend;
A-llow your great love to flow
R-ight to the very end.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2019
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