HELP ME BE READY

Then when the earth had ceased to shake
And mighty earthquakes curbed their hate,
The last loud trump called the dead to wake,
Then the unrepentant will know their fate.

For then all the clouds will roll asunder,
For our beloved Saviour will descend,
Bringing with His reign of wonder,
True peace and glory without end.

Will I stand and watch head lifted high?
Or come in garments white at His side?
Will my heart be sorrow full and a sigh
For not being worthy because of pride?

We do not know when the earth will end
It’s mortal reign for mans progression,
Formed and moulded by God our friend,
But this I know, it will one day happen.

Help me be ready for that special day
That I may overcome turmoil and strife
That will sweep the wicked right away,
While others are ready for a better life.

I pray with contrite heart and humble mind
That I may be worthy of my Lord’s sweet love,
And in that great millennial reign hope to find
Joy working in temples ready for home above.

M Ann Margetson Aug 14 1999 ©

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