Through Christ, we’ve heard what life’s about
We see the test of time
We’ve learned so much, yet still we doubt
And thus remains our crime
Refusing Christ, God’s Truth and Light
We die the death of Cain
From hell we’ll find no means of flight
Nor sin’s eternal pain
How swift like fools from grace we fall
How oft we fail to rise
We even fail on God to call
When Satan spins his lies
Although afraid to end in hell
From sin, we rarely shy
We smile and say that all is well
Whilst deep in shame we die
There’s no escape the Reaper’s sword
There’s no escape the flame
For those without The Christ as Lord
For those who die in shame
The Lord our God is no one’s fool
He hears our every thought
He sees it, when we break a rule
As though we won’t be caught
Today all life on earth would cease
If Christ were not to save
No grace to find eternal peace
If death was but the grave
But death is not, the final word
Life’s Author is at hand
For all who Christ have truly heard
For all who understand
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem