He comes out of darkness
And you don't know where from
He turns the dark to light
And he tells you to "Come"
But you turn him away
Not knowing who he is
His name is Jesus Christ
And he wants to be your friend.
You run deep into the night
Turning every way you can
Not knowing that Salvation
Truly comes from this man
As you run farther
You fall into a pit
Someone just shot you
You feel the bullet hit.
This 'pit' is called HELL
Not the place you'd thought you'd be
You thought you'd be in Heaven
For all Eternity.
Why didn't you go
When he said, "Come"?
Why didn't you want
A piece of His Kingdom?
Why didn't you reach out and just take His hand?
Did you really want to be with this OTHER MAN?
What did you think
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i wrote this when I was 18 years old. it was my very first religios poem.
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