Are you prepared to meet The Lord?
Knowing the devil’s wiles
You’ll flee the thirsting of his sword
And future coming trials
Are you ready for your Maker Yet?
Is your soul safe and sound?
Is your heart on Christ so firmly set?
You know you’re Heaven bound
Perhaps your mind’s still plagued with doubt
Your heart’s in disarray
You think to know what life’s about
And live from day to day
Or maybe Jesus Christ you’ve known
Perhaps The Truth was yours
But now your heart’s grown cold as stone
You’ve opened sin your doors
The day has come the time is near
When tribulation dawns
The anti Christ will soon appear
And that with ten huge horns
The Truth will count for less than nought
Blundering in the dark
With nothing sold nothing is bought
Without the devil’s mark
With bibles being less that rare
God Spirit’s taken flight
Suffering will be everywhere
If there’s a hint of Light
Denying Christ as God divine
Denying Heaven’s will
Saints blood will run as cheap red wine
The mouth of graves to fill
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem