I never thought I'd miss it, this going from door to door....

[Queen Esther]

I never thought  I'd miss it,  this going from door to door....
I have to admit to being happy,  when they said" we'd do it no more,"
I never saw it for what it was,
that Jehovah's day was dawning,
I just remember thinking...great!
Roll on Saturday morning!

I wish that now I'd made an effort,
and done what I knew  I should  -
What would it have taken?... not that much,
Just to do whatever I could.
But now I fear it's much too late,  as I lie here on my bed.

I look up at the sky - at the sign,
it fills me with sickening dread.
Who'd have thought the sign He sent,
would be so loud and clear,
Bringing joy to those who did their best,
to the rest - just abject fear.

It all now seems so pointless,
my sitting on the fence,
If only I could go back...
and use my common sense!
You know I never really liked the world,
or used it to the full,

My spiritual life was lukewarm,
or should I say it was dull?
The signs been here for a month or two,
everyone knows what's next...
They weep and wail and beat themselves,
these people are sorely vexed.

They lie on the streets - amid their gold
their money cast asunder
They found their money had no worth,
as they threw it at the thunder.
Oh woe is me! Oh woe is me!

I wish I'd done what's right.
I'd serve Jehovah with all my strength,
I'd serve him with my might!
I'd read my Bible, pray to Him
to make me know his ways.

I'd love His law, I'd do His will,
I'd serve him all my days.
But wait! What's that?
I hear a voice
it's depth to deep to hear,

It's not a sound you'd say you hear,
but a voice to the hearts of men.
Instinctively I know it,
and I feel the thrill of dread.
As the voice explains to me,

why soon I will be dead
Through my tears, I look outside
and see my one time brothers,
Walking to their inner rooms
that they will share with others

They sing a song, a song of joy...
but also one of sadness,
They take no pleasure in our deaths,
our deaths bring them no gladness.
I recognize their song, I do!
Its melody once I cherished,

I'd love to sing it just one more time,
just once before I perish!
But this song isn't mine - I cannot sing,
my heart is gripped with fear.
All I can do is lift my head,
and this is what I hear:

" Then they will know,
your ways are just and true.
Then they will know.......
all you purposed you will surely do!"
They sing this song as they close their doors
and lock themselves away

They sing their song their heads held high,
they take the time to pray.
The ground shakes - the heavens roar,
the stars fall from heaven.
I feel a bump, I open my eyes,

my alarm says a quarter to seven!
Relief floods over me, I'm not going to die!
It was was just a scary nightmare
But that's not the end, there's more to it,
and that's why I ask you to share

Take a look at your life,
see what's important to you,
are there changes you need to make?
Now is the time, don't delay,
act before it is too late!

Ask yourself as you read this
on your tablet or your phone,
Have  I Really....
made the truth... my own?

( Author  unknown, sorry )