Restless is my soul,
as the day is drawing near.
They continue in the world,
when the evidence is clear.

Prophecy fulfilled,
with each passing day.
Ignoring all the signs,
continuing on their way.

Soon they’ll stop and wonder,
to where so many went.
They never understood,
the Savior who was sent.

Bruised for our iniquities,
His suffering was great.
The Lamb of God was slain,
to save us from our fate.

Salvation is so simple,
accept, believe, confess.
Yet they turn in favor,
of this worldly mess.

Asking once again,
a second not to waste.
Please grasp His outstretched  hand,
before the time too late.