It Is Time

when you told me you heard the winds cry and then you told me you felt the seas die and then you showed me the flight of seagulls and whispered gently the party's over then then i knew it was time you looked so tired then bereft of beauty i knew that

Are you saved for real? Now your life is ideal? Have you made home your prison? What about our commission? God has given you so much. Do you reach out to the lost? Do you walk past with no thought, about those who have no hope? Father in Heaven, help