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You know the time, in which we live, But the game is too addictive; It is time for you to awake, And feel the earth begin to quake. Our salvation is real near, When nonbelievers really fear; Nearer than when we first became, Hot enough for smelling the shame. As the night is nearly over, The hills are not seen with clover; Completely barren all the way, As the light is turned into day. We should rid the things that are dark, A new day in light we embark; Take up the weapons for the light, And start doing as what is right. For knowing the season it is time, Regretting doing so much crime; It is a new day awake from sleep, And righteously take a big leap. We should be living decently, Since the signs do show recently; Christ will be coming on the cloud, Be set to be picked from the crowd. The night has already been spent, On lusts that go to the extent; That perverting burns desires, With uncontrollable fires. Instead live like Christ our Lord, While living in one accord; Forget desires of the sin. That had corrupted you within. Copyright © 2013 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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