But this I say, brethren, the time is short.
1 Corinthians 7:29
The preacher's voice rang true and clear,
A Christ-exalting theme;
The congregation sat enthralled,
And none could idly dream.
There was a stickler for the time
Among that favoured flock,
And if the sermon was prolonged,
His eyes strayed to the clock.
His pocket-watch confirmed the hour;
He twirled the silver chain,
And if the discourse did not stop,
Out came the watch again.
The preacher spake within himself,
"This practice I resent;"
And when the timepiece reappeared,
This well-aimed arrow sent-
"Your watch, dear sir, please put away,
I do not speak on time!
Eternity I preach today,
More solemn, yet sublime."
How short the span of this vain life!
How long eternity!
Yet one brief moment's choice decides
The soul's true destiny.
Accept the Christ, then thou art safe
To cross time's border-line,
Into a realm of blessedness,
Where endless glories shine.
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