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Time for GOD Give Thanks

 I love this poem.  It’s not mine but I feel it’s very true.



I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do
I had to hurry and get to work,  
For bills would soon be due.

So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees,     
My Christian duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.

All day long I had no time,
To spread a word of cheer,
No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They'd laugh at me I'd fear

No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need,
But then came my time to die


I went and came before the Lord,
 I stood with downcast eyes
For in his hands God held a book
 It was the book of life

He looked into his book and said
 "Your name I cannot find
I once was going to write it down

But never found the time"