TO DIE ALONE
At times, I thought to have it all
In life, my race was won
Until I stood against the wall
Without the Father’s Son
The hand of Christ was not in mine
Unknown; the God who cares
I’d drunk of Satan’s finest wine
And sampled most his wares
Just who on earth, could help me now?
What force, could set me free?
I’d heard man’s knee, to Christ must bow
If Satan were to flee
But what if now, this fool should die?
If Life; would close His gate?
Would then I rise to God on high?
Or would hell’s flame await?
Such thoughts, I’d never known before
Such fear, in flesh and bone
Never would enter Heaven’s door
If I should die alone
I knew! I had to make a choice
I’d have to make a stand
I raised to God a silent voice
“Please take this child in hand”
Though still my thoughts were laced with doubt
I knew my heart was right
I knew if God was here about
He’d help me win the fight
Such joy; began to flood my soul
Within my heart was peace
I knew this love making me whole
Through Christ, will never cease
Michael P. Johnson