But One Life

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

A contemplative look at life.

What is Life, but a vapor?

What is Death, but our transport,

Into the Father’s waiting arms,

Or into the pit of Hell itself?

Today to work; to labor for a time,

Tomorrow to reap the wages

Of our efforts, whether they be

Honor and glory, or pain and sorrow.

So little time to give to God,

So many people to be won.

Why do we fetter away our lives,

On temporal things and corruptible riches?

What better way to spend one’s life,

Than plucking eternal souls

From the very fingers of the devil?

And unto the Kingdom of God?

Then take up your swords, Brethren,

And sleep not in the time of Harvest.

The night of rest tarries not long,

So labor while there yet is time.

Commit your way to the Lord,

Walking in the Light of His Word.

For then, to live is Christ,

And to die is gain.


Submitted: September 02, 2008

© Copyright 2021 Ozzie the Redneck. All rights reserved.

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