Time Is Of The Essence Poem by Carmela Patterson

Where will we be when the Lord comes again?
How disposed will our souls be at that time?
If the Lord comes tomorrow to judge all men
Will our souls be pure or sullied with grime?

Time is now of the utmost essence
It is far shorter than we think
We need to prepare for His Presence
Lest to hell we very well could sink.

We must open our ears and our eyes
Unlock the prejudices and the hates
Repenting and reforming is very wise
These are what the Lord anticipates.

We were born to know, love and serve God
His Son, Jesus came to show us the way
The Sacrificial Lamb a tragic road trod
O Lord Jesus, forgive us as we pray.

You were slain for us mortal men our souls to save
You rose on the third day to give us hope and joy
You ascended into the Heaven we desperately crave
Where Angels their songs of Praise employ.

Time is now of the utmost essence
It is far shorter than we think
Desires of earthly life lessens
As from His chalice of love we drink.
We need to prepare for His Presence.
Time is now of the utmost essence.



© Mel Patterson,7-2-2011