Some trust in chariots
- others in horses;
Some trust in riches
others in mansions
But who can hide
From the wrath of God, or
The earthquake
the cyclone
the tornado?
Who can hide
From the wrath of God, or
The flood
the avalanche
the mud-slide?
Who will escape
The trembling earth
The ripping wind
The engulfing waters or mud?
Who sees it coming?
or knows the hour
We'll stand and give account
Explaining why
we trusted in things
And not in God Almighty?
No-one knows
No-one sees
But we all
stand before Him
in the End.
Trust Him now
Before it is too late
It is He
Who holds the key
To eternity.
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