J-oin the true fold now,
O-therwise there'll be no time;
H-ere comes judgment day,
A-ll must clean dirt and grime.
N-ot allowed to gain entry,
N-onbelievers are outside the door;
A-fter listening to the Lord, life for them is in store.
A-nother chance is given,
L-et it not just be wasted;
I-n June twenty-first morn,
N-ew dawn's shine has started.
A-lthough the gate is narrow, just enter into the flock;
S-wear to God you'll remain firm, till the last tick of the clock.
R-emove all the doubts,
E-ven the second thought;
P-ut away fears and worries,
U-ntil the good fight is fought.
Y-our opportunity comes once, nobody knows when or how;
A-lways think of salvation, join the true fold now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem