Living Holy Lives
Your mind must be clear,
With things of this earth;
And know God is near,
In telling your true worth.
So gird up your loins,
That are in your mind;
While the heart joins,
With God as to bind.
When Christ comes again,
All your knees will bow;
And knowing by then,
Times you disavow.
Children must obey,
What the Father tells;
Understand each day,
That the Brother dwells.
Earth is not your home,
So live life in fright;
Till no more you roam,
Going to the light.
Then God judges all,
Of what you have done;
To go up or fall,
Reckoned by the Son.
Copyright © 2010 Richard Newton Sherrer
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