Too Late !

by Paul Mills   Mar 12, 2005


O' Lord why is the devil smiling at me?
This should befall me and I must reap
Haven't I came to your house near regular
Now to recall that debt from you I seek

I've have tried so hard sweet Jesus
My life to be Christian bound
Selden I would partake lose morals
Often reading your Bible I'm found

Help me my God I'll try to do better
Please come now Devil motioning to me
Now I need you the greatest
By you from his grip I seek to flee

In a tearful voice Jesus answered
My child I loved you with all heart
Too late now from the devils grasp
Your love for me was always in part

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