Hour Of Our Soul Poem by Randy McClave

This is the hour of our soul
It will not come around ever again
We all must now decide what is our goal
Will we bathe in goodness or will we shower In sin.
The knock it will come upon our door
Then never again will we hear it anymore.

This is the hour of GOD’S calling
We must listen as he calls out our name
We must be ready and prepared and not falling
Only one voice will we accept and proclaim.
Towards the voice we must not turn a deaf ear
GOD will listen and death it will hear.

This is the hour of our redemption
The one moment we can redeem who we are
To one and all there is no exemption
We must be ready to fight and not to spar.
The seconds are ticking and the clock is beginning to toll
We must all understand this is the hour of our soul.