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Saturday, February 11, 2012


I knelt to pray but not for long
I had too much to do
Must hurry off and get to work
For bills would soon be due.
And as I said a hurried prayer
Jumped up from off my knee
My duty was now done
My soul could be at ease

All through the day I had no time
To speak a word of cheer
No time to speak to friends
They'd laugh at me I fear
No time...No time too much to do
That was my constant cry
No time to give to those in need

At last it was time to die
And when the Lord I came
I stood with downcast eyes
With His hands He held a book
It was The Book of Life

He look in the book and said
Your name I cannot find
I once was going to write it down
But never found the time...

Submitted by Hanim, Age 18 (Malaysia) to: http://www.motivateus.com/stories/time.htm

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