The Final Voyage

Our lives are relatively short,
And soon we will go to port;
As two waiting ships come in,
One of them has your cabin.

If not sure which ship it to be?
The uncertainty of which sea;
Their voyages go different ways,
Never to return rather it stays.

Which ship will all depend,
On your life through the end;
If you are following the rules,
Or acting as a bunch of fools.

If you are not abiding in Him,
Then your voyage will be grim;
Destination not as a tourist spot,
By spending eternity as you rot.

But through God who will invite,
You on a cruise that will excite;
Eternally through His salvation,
By repenting of sin for admission.

Richard Newton Sherrer

Copyright ©2006 Richard Newton Sherrer

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