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SANDS OF TIME
How far down have run the sands of time
On this our earth, or your time and mine?
Each grain a moment counted, when will be the last?
It seems that towards the end the sands run fast.
How many grains are left for us to do our part,
I’m sure if we knew we’d serve with all our heart,
Do we not care that earth time may be running out,
Soon the trumpets will blow and the angels shout.
Are we like the wise virgins with the extra oil,
Spiritually prepared as earths treasures spoil
Or will we be seeking to be too late spiritually fed
As we were too easily down worldly paths led?
The signs are showing, there are warnings everywhere,
From earthquakes in England and dirty polluted air,
Peace seems short lived and many constant wars rage,
Most families are uncaring, such a cold hearted age.
These signs are showing how fast the sand is going,
The Lord in His mercy many signs to us showing,
Come, worship Him, prepare for the day of the Lord,
For the time is far spent so let us learn of His word.
How much sand is left in the hour glass of earth?
Are we ready, will we be of any real value or worth
To the master as He comes in His wondrous glory,
Or will we be ashamed not knowing the whole story?
Prepare ye this day while there’s time remaining,
Press forward and work, your heart with joy praising,
For we have been taught, God has shown us the right way
So do not fear sands of time, be ready for God’s great day.
(Millicent) Ann Margetson September 25, 2002