I knelt to pray but not for long. I had too much to do.
Must hurry off and get to work, for bills would soon be due.
And so I said a hurried prayer. Jumped up from off my knees.
My Christian duty now was done; my soul could be at ease.
All through the day I had no time, to speak a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Christ to friends. They’d laugh at me, I feard.
No time – no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry, no time to give to those in need
At last it was time to die…
and when before the lord came. I stood with downcast eyes.
Within His hands He held a book, it was the “Book of Life”.
He looked into the book and said,
“Your name I cannot find, I once was going to write it down,
but never found the time.”
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