Another night is gone
And a new day dawns
There’s something strange about this day
Suddenly I feel burning shackles on my arms and legs
What’s going on here? How come I can’t see?
That is when I heard the voice of God saying
“You've wasted one too many days, my child
You just would not listen to me”
You’ve committed one too many murders with your tongue
One too many lies, too much hate, and one too many adulteries
Don't say I didn’t warn you in time
I sent the Word through my very own Son, and you nailed Him to a tree
Lord please forgive me
This time I’m going to do whatever you say
I’m ready to repent this time
Let me go back and try it again
I'm sorry, I can’t help you now
There is no more Grace or Mercy
You have used up the very last of it
On one too many sins
John L. Donelson
Prodigal Son Productions
Copyright © 1998
Look for the entire book, "Those Trying Times" online at www.RevelationsChristianMedia.com
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
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