S-alvation day is coming fast,
H-urry up, don't be late;
E-agerly lead a new life, while waiting for the Lord so great.
M-other earth's end is near,
A-pril twenty-third Sunday;
L-ife is fraught with trials,
A-ches and frets every day.
Z-ealously learn to throw
A-way the grime and dirt;
R-apid decline is certain,
T-otal eclipse of the
E-arth.
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