E-very tick of the clock
L-ets us be in a hurry;
L-ife on earth is too short;
A-ll of us must not tarry.
I-n front of us we see
N-umbers of people outside;
E-ach chance we must take to snatch them from evil pride.
B-oost into dynamic speed,
R-apidly we must strive;
O-n fifteenth morn of July
N-ews of salvation we must drive.
P-roclaim the righteousness
O-f the Lord God Almighty;
R-ight path man must know
T-oward receiving endless glory.
U-nbelievers are unfortunate,
G-o invite them to the flock;
A-nytime the world will end,
L-isten to the tick of the clock.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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