T’was the night before Jesus and all through the land
People were murmuring, arguing, stealing and hiding their hands
Everyone was shopping for gifts to put under the tree
All the while God was saying will anyone bless me
No one paid attention
No one even made mention
Then the trumpet sounded and the Lord cracked the sky
Oh my God this is the day you die
No time to repent
A life not well spent
If only you took heed
No time for good deeds
No more grace and mercy, yet you beg God all to well
And he says depart from me, go straight to hell
Still standing before God in shock
He reminds you that God is not mocked
You scream and cry and awake from your sleep
You fall to your knees and start to weep
You say Lord I’m sorry, I give you my life
Do what you have to do to make me right
What are you doing the night before Jesus comes for you?
Be blessed and continue to be a blessing.
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