One Day Too Late

By Spizod   

Look out at Your creations
this one is falling down
He is weak and he is troubled
and Your help he hasn't found

He looked to You when he was younger
You were Christ, Savior, Friend
He was Yours, You would protect him
from then until the end

Troubled times caused his distraction
I know You surely saw
The burden was oh so heavy
Did You hear him? Did he call?

Will You give satan Your creation
Your child one who has fell
To spend eternity without You
In a wasteland known as hell?

Will You reach him once again
or is it over One Day To Late
Is he Yours for forever
will You greet him at Heaven's Gate?

Spizod © 2007 Sherri Lynn Whittaker

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