It was all too late
by Jill Mackowiak
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A creation molded by Gods own hand,
spoken by Gods own commands.
Made from love from Gods own heart.
He made love, and life, and people, and creatures,
and trees, and plants, and beauty.
A wondrous gift, a heartfelt offering
from dust to life, from orphans to heirs.
From life on earth, to life forever with him.
From shackles and chains,
from sickness and death ,
to life and health.
From sorrow to joy,
from darkness to light.
Again, and again,
from nation, to nation,
we have hated, we have mocked,
we have unbelieved, we have rejected,
we have walked out of love,
we have disobeyed Gods word, our authorities, God himself.
We have turned our eyes and ears away from God.
We have sinned, and lived in selfishness, uncaring, and ignorance.
Our knees will drop, we will fall to our faces.
Heaven will be in front of us.
Jesus will stand in front of that gate and say:
( sing )
Where were you when I called your name?
What did you do to honor my father?
Who did you speak of me to?
How many people did you bring into the kingdom?
What came from your hands, was it healing or death?
What came from your mouth? What lived in your heart?
What controlled your life? Who did you honor and praise?
Who was your God?
Judgment day will fall, and you will be put on stand,
a trial of your life, what will you say? ( pause )
Your mouth will drop, your knees will give,
you will plead, you will cry, you will beg,
you will be so sorry, and you willl ask him to forgive, ( pause )
but, it will be too late, your time ran out,
and nothing you can do or say will pardon mercy on you,
because--- you have failed him.
The one who pulled you out of dust, will cast you into
an everlasting eternal flame.
And the only thing you will ever know is shame.
every time I called your name, every time I spoke to you,
every spring I brought you to-- ( pause )
you rejected me--- ( pause )
so now, I never knew you.
Be gone from me, you rebellious child. ( pause )
for you are too late! Selah.