HOW SAD WITHOUT

How sad for those without Yeshua

Detached from Christ on high

God's living Son, Life's Morning Star

Hopeless, lost when they die


This! is one's end, one's destiny

Life's dreadful end of fools

Beyond above unpleasantly

Disobeying Life's rules


Heaven has set for a reason

For sorting goats from sheep

For but a while, for a season

Salvation's crop to reap


My heart's so joyful, deep in my bowels

Hallelujah's my song

But those in life, who throw in their towels

Where will they soon belong?


How can they learn Life's Truth to see

Your Son, my God, to know

To follow, serve, to be set free

To end on high, not below


Me! My God, I thank You so much

While knowing wrongs I've done

I've heard Your voice, experienced Your touch

How could I still have won?


Because of Your love, Your guiding hand

Your truly unearned grace

Escaping hell, for Your Promised Land

I'll see Your smiling face


Till then my God, lend me power

Wisdom, knowledge to thrive

Save others from hell's endless hour

To rise with Jesus alive.....