Repent Of Your Ways

 Sorrow upon sorrow, will hit the land..

Run into the ark, as quick as you can.

Lay aside every weight, for the wrath is come..

Without any doubt, there is mercy for some.

Away with your idols and vanity fair..

Away with your altars, that do not see nor hear.

Darkness is coming, so quicken your step..

 For your years of rejoicing, have no value or prep.

A flash of lightning, like a spark in the sky..

With horns of power, will make you cry.

Tension and fright, will consume your days..

If you heed not the calling, to repent of your ways.

You labour in vain, for what you will leave..

You listen to voices, that lie and deceive.

A wind of refreshing, is about to blow..

So unite to the Lord, while the tide is low.

Grave is your desire, to feed off the flock..

For haughty missed chances, are the seeds you mock.

Strife and neglect, will lead you to hell..

When you stand to be judged and you hear,

not well.