The Preacher's Sermon

"We are weak!", the preacher said,
"And our natures are full of flaws,
Succumbing to temptation has made us dead,
When of Christ we should be awed.

A spiritual funeral we should have,
Culminating from everything bad,
Because Jesus we didn't seek,
Nor were we ever meek.

People have given in to sin,
Never letting Jesus in,
Their heart doors closed to His voice,
Because they have made their choice.

For Jesus died a terrible death,
In order that we may know what's true,
We need to fight for spiritual breath,
Even though the Spirit will woo.

Eternity with Christ's at stake,
in order to avoid the lake,
Tis now to God we must turn,
In order to avoid the burn.

Repent! Repent!", the preacher said
"Repent! Repent, if not you're dead!
Dead in spirit, dead in sin,
Dead to eternal life you've been.

If you want a life that's pure,
Turn to Jesus to be sure,
To escape the fiery pit of hell,
To avoid the devil's lake as well."

Life After Death

Now I see the light,
As it blackens all around,
I cannot feel any fright,
For the Savior, I have found.

Now I see His face,
Glory filled the room,
Now I feel His grace,
For me, there is no doom.

I now walk up the stairway,
I hear the angels rejoice,
Now I start my endless day,
For I made heaven my choice.