Just think when you're dying
Unto God you will not be lying
You will be confessing him all the truth
About your all ill gotten fruit
You won't be doing any denying.
Remember this God does already know
Every seed that you did sow
And every lie that you had thought
And every evil and sin that you sought
He saw what you planted to grow.
When you are on your deathbed
To your eternity soon you will be led
Will you only then begin to think
What brought you to this dire brink
Soon, you know you will be dead.
Soon you will saying your last goodbye
I wonder if for you or if anyone will cry
Will you ask for forgiveness and admit your sins
Or will you instead recount your sinful wins
Or will you leave with another lie.
Randy L. McClave