NNO POWER TO CLEAN THEIR SPACES

*NO POWER TO CLEAN THEIR SPACES*

I passed in front of a morgue
There laid great men dead as log
They once lived followed a course
Their lives at its best were short

Around the fence were trashes
No more pow’r to clean spaces
They lived their lives in phases
But now at their last stages

Lifetime moments spelt their fates
Were they in Christ saved by faith
Or yielded to the tempters bait
Then never entered heav’ns gate

Life will not go on and on
Someday we will all be gone
Are you sowing seeds or thorns
Harvest morn will soon be dawn

Repent, sinners dead in sin
Can’t you see the signs are in
Wake up! Saints caught in earth’s din
Lest you too are doomed therein

Heaven has room for everyone
Yes! those who repent one by one
Choose Jesus your sins now shun
Believe in God’s only Son

© Pause and Ponder