Will I Be Ready? Poem by Belle Wassermeister

Will I be ready when He comes,
that sinless Son of God?
Will I have stopped my sinful ways
and in His steps have trod?

Will I love all my fellow men,
my brothers, every one?
Will I cheer when He comes again,
be glad this life is done?

Will I forgive my sister Sue,
who took my fav'rite doll,
cut off her hair and all her clothes,
and smashed her on the wall?

Can I forgive those awful boys
who always called me fat?
It was the truth, but it still hurt;
there's no denying that.

Oh, I forgave them long ago
(that's what I tell myself) .
Those memories can be forgot;
I'll leave them on the shelf.

I need to work on other sins
that must be overcome.
Those sins are many, not a few;
it's quite a hefty sum.

Oh, Savior, give me strength to fight;
I can't do this alone.
With Thy help I can do it all,
but never on my own.