A Stop in Time

Time continues,

As our days wind down.

Tick toc, time's very words, tick toc,

Time's only sound.

But time itself is on the clock,

For it too has an end.

For time had a birth,

On the day of man's sin.

The Angel will declare,

That time is no more.

As he puts one foot on the water,

And one on the shore.

Yes, time has an end,

Just like you and I.

And like all of us who are born,

One day, we die.

Time is not to be counted on forever,

Time is only for today.

Time runs just like the rivers,

Passing where we stand,

But always moving away.

Unlike us,

 Time has no soul,

Its simply the gatekeeper,

For the young and the old.

Make well of your time,

For you both shall pass.

Treat each day you're given,

As it were your last.

The Great White Throne

The angel of God,

Has already taken his stand.

One foot on the water,

One foot on the land.

Time is no more,

Is what he was saying.

Time has now ended,

For man...and all praying.

The clocks have now stopped,

From pole to pole.

For the day has arrived,

When you pay with your soul.

A line has formed,
From the beginning of time.
All will now answer for their deeds,
Of every kind.

For all who trusted,

 in a Godless quest. 

Who were their own gods,

And thought they knew best.

All who rejected,
Jesus as Lord.
Will be judged 
At the Great White Throne,
For their final reward.

All will identify,

Who was their King?

Jesus the Savior,

Or this world and it's things.

The wickedest of all,

Shall bow in accord.

And one by one acknowledge, 

Jesus, as Lord of all Lords.

All those who preferred 

Justice to Grace.

Will find,

The Justice of GOD, 

Is an expensive taste.