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TIME'S RUNNING OUT
Posted : 4 Jul, 2011 11:25 AM
Time's running out! The hour is late!
God's clock is moving fast!
We're near the end! 'Tis almost twelve,
This very day may be our last!
The sands of Time are running out,
The sun is sinking low;
The weary race is almost run,
God's trumpet soon will blow.
Time's ledger now is closing up,
It's later than we think;
Oblivion's pit is just ahead,
We're standing on it's brink.
The world is racing to rearm,
And madly do men plan;
Some new satanic, deadly thing,
To kill their fellow man.
It maybe blighting, burning gas,
It may be shot or shell;
It may be "A" or "H" bombs,
To make of earth a hell.
Atomic bombs are piled up high,
Jet-planes are in the air;
And subs are plowing through the deep,
Commotion everywhere.
Today the "secret weapon's " ours,
Secure we feel at last:
The foe is trembling in his shoes,
Our dangers now are past.
Tomorrow the "secret weapon's" theirs,
Much bigger than our own;
We rush for dens and caverns drear,
Confusion's on the throne.
The battlefields are running red,
Men talk peace, but go to war;
The baying hounds are on our track,
And judgement's at our door.
The powers of heaven have been shaken,
Men's hearts failing now with fear;
Distress of nations with commotion;
Alas, Alas! The end is near!
Rouse then from your deadly slumber!
Up! Oh! Up! and heed the call;
You've a moment now for action,
E'er God's dreadful judgements fall.
-The Church Advocate and Good Way
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