I Was Awakened From A Deep, Deep Sleep
A Soft Clear Voice Called Out To Me.
‘My Son, My Son, Your Time Has Come.
Life On Earth For You Is Done.’
I Cried Out, ‘How Can It Be?
There’s So Much Left Inside Of Me.
A Story I Have Yet To Tell,
A Song I’ve Yet To Sing.’
‘My Son, My Son, You’ve Done Well.
To You’re Neighbor You’ve Been Good.
To My Commandments You’ve Been True.
You’ll Like The Place I’ve Made For You.’
‘But Lord, ‘ I Said. ‘There’s Much To Do.
I Plead With You For A Little Time
To Start The Things I Have In Mind,
Give Me The Time To See Them Through.’
‘But Oh My Son, ‘ The Lord Replied.
‘I’ve Given You Three Score And Ten.
You’ve Done My Work The Best You Could,
But Now It Seems You’re Marking Time.’
‘Please Lord, ‘ I Said. ‘Don’t Take Me Now
And I Will Give My Solemn Vowel
To Do The Things That I Must Do.
I’ll Do Them Well And I’ll Start Now.’
The Lord Then Said, ‘I’ll Wait Awhile.
I’ve Heared Your Plea, I’ll Let You Stay.
So Spred Your Message While You May
And I’ll Return Another Day.’