We err we stray we land in jail
This fact we all must tell
If no one comes to pay our bail
We’re doomed to roast in hell
Condemned to burn with Satan’s horde
Suffer the fate of fools
Eternally suffer God’s sword
For breaking Heaven’s rules
No one can flee no one can die
No one can earn release
If pardons though were free to buy
Torment for some would cease
If endless life was up for sale
The poor would seek The Christ
The rich and cunning would hardly fail
However highly priced
But since salvation’s gratis free
Though seems of little worth
So few bother to bend their knee
For Christ and brand new birth
Its not in vogue nor present craze
It’s not considered cute
Few seek the time these latter days
Or change their world pursuit
What would it take to change their mind?
Help walk the extra mile
To stop them walking dead and blind
But seek The Way worthwhile
It’s tough to turn a proud man’s head
To change one’s stubborn view
Even when rising from the dead
[FONT='Times New Roman','serif']One finds it hard to do.....[/FONT]
