I’ve heard the stories people say
What happens when we die
Tomorrow is another day
Perhaps then God I’ll try
You say that love is Heaven’s Gate
Christ’s death was God’ own plan
Then why can God be full of hate?
And so unkind to man
If half what you now say is true
That God is full of love
Why do you say that just a few?
Will dwell with Him above
How can The Lord be so unjust?
In tales you Christians tell
Because His Son we fail to trust
He’ll send the rest to hell
Can I not have The Lord as Guide?
Can I not Christ receive?
Can I not have His Ghost inside?
To help me now believe
How is it done how can it be?
What have I God to give?
How can these eyes be made to see?
So that I’ll always live
You mean I only need to pray
Believe in Jesus’ name
Believe that Christ’s the only way
To cleanse my life of shame
It can’t be just like that my friend
As easy as you speak
If this is true, my knee I’ll bend
Please help me Christ to seek
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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