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Lord, can’t I tell them
there’s so little time?
Can’t I tell them the day of Your coming draws nigh?
Why can’t I tell them their time is soon o’er,
How soon they’ll be reaching that heavenly shore?
If only they knew how few sunsets they’ll see
Before You call them home for eternity.
I’m sure if they heard how few hours remain
They’d be much more busy proclaiming Your Name.
I know they would turn from their sad, sinful ways,
Reclaiming their time, redeeming the days.
They’d cease senseless quarrels, make quickly amends,
Repent on their knees, share Your Word with all men.
Oh, Lord, let me tell them, let me warn them today,
Lest they let precious hours slip quickly away.
—Wendy Greiner Lefko ©2002
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