When death comes with sign
Boldly It will be written in our walls
The day we will be called for demise
Healthy we will look and strong
When once the wicked sneeze
Gunning for the worst we will not
Living to breed good choice
Readily our mind at work
Doing the will of God
Fear a bridge within us
Knowing we truly owe debt
Fleeing from stumbling blocks
Thus it will be hard to restrain
From good to unwanted thought
When death comes with sign
Ear isn't too big to grab
A voice when little it blab
Every eyes that's gone blind
Do struggle to see beyond
Wisdom be kind to man
Living to learn from the past
Evil will be hard to price
Sensitivity the sight of men
Many it will run their blood
Rebuilding their life all round
Pagans do turn from wrong
Tipping to outlive those in the church
When death comes with sign
Immorality will be pushed outside
And our future likely preserved
A pursuit for everlasting life
Who'd like to see hell?
Good tidings we ought to tell
Penury the poor will refute
Dying a death we choose
Heaven will be filled with many
Holiness a vaccine to cherish
In numbers we purge out sin
ill-health far from our being
Though none'd beckon to demise
The feelings when due will be immense
Hence we know our domain
There will be none to cast a blame
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