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From: CoG
Date: 18 Nov 1999
Time: 08:57:57
Remote Name: 204.160.183.10
T'WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE JESUS CAME, WHEN ALL THROUGH THE HOUSE, NOT A CREATURE WAS PRAYING, NOT ONE IN THE HOUSE.
THEIR BIBLES WERE LAIN ON THE SHELF WITHOUT CARE, IN HOPES THAT JESUS WOULD NOT COME THERE. THE CHILDREN WERE DRESSING TO CRAWL INTO BED, NOT ONCE EVER KNEELING OR BOWING A HEAD. THEN MOM IN HER ROCKER WITH BABY ON HER LAP, WAS WATCHING THE LATE SHOW WHILE I TOOK A NAP.
THEN OUT OF THE EAST THERE AROSE SUCH A CLATTER, I SPRANG TO MY FEET TO SEE WHAT WAS THE MATTER. THEN TO THE WINDOW I FLEW LIKE A FLASH, AND OPENED THE SHUTTERS AND THREW UP THE SASH!
AND WHAT TO MY WONDERING EYES SHOULD APPEAR, BUT ANGELS PROCLAIMING THAT JESUS WAS HERE. WITH A LIGHT LIKE THE SUN SENDING FORTH A BRIGHT RAY, I KNEW IN A MOMENT THIS MUST BE THE DAY!
THE LIGHT OF HIS FACE MADE ME COVER MY HEAD, IT WAS JESUS RETURNING JUST LIKE HE HAD SAID. AND THOUGH I POSSESSED WORLDLY WISDOM AND WEALTH, I CRIED WHEN I SAW HIM IN SPITE OF MYSELF.
IN THE BOOK OF LIFE, WHICH HE HELD IN HIS HAND, WAS WRITTEN THE NAME OF EVERY SAVED MAN. HE SPOKE NOT A WORD AS HE SEARCHED FOR MY NAME, WHEN HE SAID, "IT'S NOT HERE", MY HEAD HUNG IN SHAME.
THE PEOPLE WHOSE NAMES HAD BEEN WRITTEN WITH LOVE, HE GATHERED TO TAKE TO HIS FATHER ABOVE. WITH THOSE WHO WERE READY HE ROSE WITHOUT A SOUND, WHILE ALL THE REST WERE LEFT STANDING AROUND.
I KNELT TO MY KNEES, BUT IT WAS TOO LATE; I HAD WAITED TOO LONG AND THUS SEALED MY FATE. I STOOD AND I CRIED AS THEY ROSE OUT OF SIGHT; OH, IF ONLY I HAD BEEN READY FOR HIM TONIGHT.
IN THE WORDS OF THIS POEM THE MEANING IS CLEAR; THE COMING OF JESUS IS DRAWING NEAR. THERE'S ONLY ONE LIFE, AND WHEN COMES THE LAST CALL, WE'LL FIND THAT THE BIBLE WAS TRUE AFTER ALL.