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From: "Karen Carter" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Friday, August 25, 2006 11:10 AM
Subject: The Poem
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> THE POEM
> I knelt to pray but not for long,
> I had too much to do.
> I had to hurry and get to work
> For bills would soon be due.
> So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
> And jumped up off my knees.
> My Christian duty was now done
> My soul could rest at ease.....
> All day long I had no time
> To spread a word of cheer
> No time to speak of Christ to friends,
> They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
> No time, no time, too much to do,
> That was my constant cry,
> No time to give to souls in need
> But at last the time, the time to die.
> I went before the Lord,
> I came, I stood with downcast eyes.
> For in his hands God! held a book;
> It was the book of life.
> God looked into his book and said
> "Your name I cannot find
> I once was going to write it down...
> But never found the time"
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> Now do you have the time
> to pass it on?
> by the grace and mercy of God He would never forget to write in His
> book...how come we forget to talk to him sometimes.
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