WHY DID YOU NOT TELL ME?

WHY DID YOU NOT TELL ME?

I hope this poem will cause you to tell someone how they can go to Heaven before they die.

I stood in line on judgement day to kneel before the Lord.

In hopes that He would gladly say, “Well done, Here’s your reward.”

But as I stood there all alone

surrounded on all sides,

My hands did shake as friends were tossed to flames that never die.

And they said, “Why did you not tell me about this final plan?”

“Why did you not tell me about

the Son of man?” 

The millions cried as all hope died!  “We thought you were our friend!”

Now friend, if while this poem you read, some faces you recalled,

Of loves ones who are yet undone who on Jesus have not called,

Go tell them now before too late,

the Gospel you know well. 

Their unbelief may seal their

fate eternally in Hell.

And they’ll say, “Why did you not tell me about this final plan?”

“Why did you not tell me about

the Son of Man?” 

The millions cried as all hope died! 

“We thought you were our friend!” 

“We thought you were our friend!”

- - by Eric Repleog        

"Helping to keep homes and lives from becoming shipwrecked."