Responsibility

The days go by, the weeks how fast,

And all at once the year is past,

And O how much we meant to do

Before another year was through;

The boys and girls we planned to reach,

The multitudes we meant to teach!

But some of them have slipped away

Before we found the time to say

A word for Christ. Ah, had we known,

How eager then our hearts had grown!

And some whose hearts were warm to hear

The name of Him we love so dear,

Have since grown cold and hard in sin,

And now they will not ask Him in.

For Satan found them prey indeed,

Because we failed to sow the seed.

God’s time is now, this day, this hour,

To rescue souls from Satan’s power.

The most sincere, repentant sigh,

Will not recall the years gone by;

But there are those who wait today

Willing for you to point the way.

Forget the things that lie behind,

And press ahead with yielded mind,

And heart and hands, and feet and eyes,

To reach the goal, to gain the prize.

By Barbara C. Ryberg