Five minutes
After I die Lost :
Loved ones
will weep o’er my silent face ;
Dear ones will
clasp me in sad embrace ;
Shadows and
darkness will fill the place ,
Five minutes
after I die .
Faces that
sorrow I will not see ;
Voices that
murmur will not reach me ;
But where
,oh,where will my spirit be ,
Five minutes
after I die .
Here ,I have rested ,and roved , and ranged ;
Here , I have cherished ,and grown estranged .
There ,and then, it will all be changed ,
Five minutes after I die .
Naught to repair the good I lack ;
Fixed to the
goal of my chosen track;
No room to repent – no turning back ,
Five minutes after I die !
Now ,I can strife cnvictions stirred ;
Now ,I can silence the voice oft heard ;
Then ,the fulfillment of God’s sure Word,
Fives minutes
after I die .
Mated for aye with my chosen throng ;
Long is eternity ,oh so long !
Then woe is me if my soul is wrong ,
Five minutes after I die .
Oh ,what a fool ! Hard the word , but true ,
Passing the Saviour , with hell in view ,
Doing a thing I can ne’er undo ,
Fives minutes after I die .
Since I am flinging a fortune away ;
Since I am wasting salvation’s day ,
“just is my sentence,” my soul shall say ,
Fives minutes after I die .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless
