Too Bad For Heaven
Too Bad For Heaven
If someone is too bad for Heaven, too good for Hell,
And we know that there is not a third place to dwell.
When they won't listen and go on their merry way
With no third choice then all that we can do is pray.
Though it breaks our heart they don't seem to care,
They are destined for Hell ,they have friends there.
That was to be Satan's domain,it wasn't God's plan ,
But there is no other place for the unbelieving man.
If only they could just see Hell for just a minute
They would quickly change his mind to live in it.
All the screams ,the cries and the fear in that place
With fear to call out to Jesus for His Love and Grace
The time is fast coming when we leave this old earth,
When the wicked will meet Satan and his cackling mirth.
To the evilest to the evil they made a choice where to be,
For all of Eternity their loving face no more will you see.
For all of the loved ones it's time now for earnest prayer.
Don't give up on them now you know that you don't dare,
There is no time left now for us just to stop and rest,
We know God is faithful and He knows what is best.
Whatever we do we must pray them out of their sin ,
Help them open their hearts door and let Jesus enter in.
What sorrow we would feel when he took his last breath
knowing Satan would be there to greet him at his death.
We had better gird on our armor ,get ready for a fight,
A battle between Hell's darkness and Heavenly Light.
We did not raise our loved ones to meet such a fate,
We dare not stop and rest until we reach Heaven's gate,
We can not lay down and rest ,there is too much at stake
We have to rescue them ,keep them from that fiery lake.
In the Holy Bible it is written that The Lord will always win,
Let us show the world this is how our victory will begin.!
When I got up this morning I had no intention
of writing a poem , but a few words came to
me and I thought I would just write them down
and work on them later but they just kept
coming so I thought I may as well work on it.
I know when that happens I may as well do
what I can with it ,so here is the poem that
God gave me today .God does not give me
the whole thing but ideas and that is my job
to do the best that I know how with what I
get,sometimes I am pretty well satisfied but
not always,but God always knows best and
He knows what people need more than I do .
Thank you for reading this now, Clara