Torn Between Two Poem by Bob Gotti

Torn Between Two



At home I would prefer to be, home with my Lord Eternally,
Home with Christ, up above, in a mansion prepared in love,
In that place, free of all strife, when I enter into Eternal Life,
After I enter the eternal door, to be with Christ forevermore.

But, until then, I am here for Him, to labor in a world of sin,
Authorized by God’s Grace, pointing men to another place,
It’s a place far from this one, prepared by The Eternal Son,
Jesus Christ, the Creator of, all of earth and Heaven above.

God’s prepared work for us, when in Christ we put our trust,
To be a witness in this world, as a Lighthouse and a Herald,
His Lighthouse in a darkened sea, of sinfully, lost humanity,
With a message to be preached, until every soul is reached.

Like Paul, I’d rather depart, but, God’s Truth we must impart,
To a world that’s lost its way, while we still have light of day,
As soon the dark of night will fall, when we won’t work at all,
And earthly labor will cease, for our Mighty Prince of Peace.

First we will be taken home, as Christ raptures His very own,
A time that will also usher in, an evil reign of the Man of Sin.
So we must be loud and clear, for that time is drawing near,
So others can join us at home, gathered at Heaven’s Throne.

(Copyright ©03/2009)

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