It's Time.... a poem from 2009

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It is Time
To Pick Up the Pace


Tempted and tried.
Why has no one cried?



A Nation is falling.
No one's hearing as God has been calling.



Turning away, running away.
A Nation has strayed somewhere along the way.



No shame, no shame.
Who's to blame?



Death, and dying, legalized murder, legalized suicide...
No one see's the unborn baby as it cries, no one cares, no one holds steadfast to God's side.



Trembling with anger, God pleads and tries.
Patiently waiting, long suffering, waiting to hear the repentant cries...



But silence falls...
Resentment reigns where those who are saved, have forgotten that "call".



Tears stains fall to the ground.
As Jesus who died for us looks all around-



Searching for one, just one more to be faithful and true...
Not wishing any to be lost, not wishing any to go through the coming rue.




Searching for one who will be committed and true...
Turning this Nation upside down, with natural disaster's



--allowing economic collapse, harsh conditions
To a Nation so blessed by God.



Hoping to stir His people to repentance...
Trying to awake those who are asleep, seeking penitence



But no remorse is found.
Saints once faithful and true have lost their footing, as they have turned all around...



Turned all around, accepting things that are not good, as did Lot, in days of old.
Soon the fires from heaven will fall, as in those days, this Nation once so bold...



Standing so strong, faithful and true... will be cast into the depths of hell.
Then who will go and tell?



Of one who loved so much He made a way for all.
He stands at the door and knocks, have you forgotten it was you who He did call?



Go out and tell, Go and teach.
Time is short, your life is shorter, and how many will you reach?



On that day no so far away...
Will it be you who has many tears to be wiped dried on that day?



How many friends, family and neighbors will you see cast away?
Have you lived your life astray?



There is still time my friend.
It is not yet the end.



Begin today, start a fresh, start anew.
A witness for Christ you can be faithful and true.



Perhaps one day in heaven you'll see one face.
One face... there because you ran well your race.




Time is short, it is true.
But don't be blue.



Remember you in a race.
It's time to pick up the pace.



Faithful and true...
Remember we as a Nation are blessed because some chose to follow God's rule.



Blessed we are, blessed we may remain, if we who are saved will turn back to the one who loved us best.
There is no other name that will give peace and rest.



There is no other God who has the power to heal our land.
No other God who will give us the power to stand.



Standing on His promises we'll win this race.
But my friend we need to pick up the pace.



Time is short. Many are dying.
Soon it will be our tears He'll be wiping away, even as we are crying.



Crying tears for lost opportunities.
Crying because we neglected to win our families, and communities...



Crying because we took for granted that all was well.
Crying because we will see our lost loved ones as they drop off into hell...




A dreadful day it is coming, so we must race.
Time is short; to win many we will have to pick up the pace.



Remember that face you see today.
It will be the one you see on eternity's shores, either entering in the gate, or being cast away.



Hell it is a dreadful place.
There is a race.



It is for the souls that will never die, you must pick up the pace...
Have you taken your place???