FROM AGES PAST DOWN TO THE LAST GENERATION WILL NOT LISTEN TO THE WORDS "IT IS WRITTEN." AS THE SUN RISE AND SET MANY OF YOU I HAVE NOT MET. TRULY I KNOW YOU BY NAME, BUT IN MY PRESENCE YOU NEVER CAME. THOUGH I CALL YOU EVERYDAY, YOU CONTINUE TO WALK AWAY. WHAT MORE CAN I DO, I WAIT AND WAIT FOR YOU, HOPING YOU WILL SEEK MY FACE BEFORE ITS TO LATE. YOU HAVE MADE THE CHOICE TO TURN AWAY FROM MY VOICE. I DESIRE YOU KNOW THE TRUTH, THE LOVE I HAVE FOR YOU. WHAT MUST I SAY. FOR SURELY THERE WILL COME A DAY THAT I WILL SAY, GO AWAY. ONLY YOU WILL HAVE MADE THE DECISION NOT TO RECEIVE, "IT IS WRITTEN." I PLEAD, THAT YOU WILL HEAR WHAT I SAY, BEFORE THE DOOR CLOSE AND YOU HEAR THE WORDS; YOU I DO NT KNOW.
