Knocking at the Door
Christ will come again,
He is called Amen;
As faithful and true,
Witness unto you.
As God's creation,
Our salvation;
To whom we adore,
Praise forever more.
In being God's Son,
Has known all we done;
Though had done a lot,
You're not cold or hot.
If you were either,
He could say brother;
But only lukewarm,
You will feel ire storm.
You will know for sure,
His knock at your door;
Then hearing His voice,
Hoping you rejoice.
Richard Newton Sherrer
Copyright ©2008 Richard Newton Sherrer
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