Don’t try to recognize my name,
Fact is, we’ve never met;
We need to talk and this may be
The only chance we’ll get.
Please listen to my heartfelt plea,
I have no cause to lie,
But time is short for you, my friend,
Today, you’re going to die.
I cannot tell you where or how,
These things I cannot know,
But be assured the time grows short
Before you’ll have to go.
Throughout your life the Gospel swirled
Attempting to be heard,
But you ignored its song of grace,
And labeled it absurd.
Each step you took away from God
Propelled you toward the fire
In search of artificial peace
To soothe your heart’s desire.
But Jesus never left your side
When you were gone astray,
And He’s still there to give you life
On this, your dying day.
Your soul weighs heavy on my heart,
As does your chosen fate,
So please, dear stranger, take His hand
Before it is too late.