Friend, I stand in judgment now
And feel that you’re to blame somehow,
On earth, I walked with you day by day,
And never did you point the way.
You knew the Lord in truth and glory
But never did you tell His story,
My knowledge then was very dim,
You could have led me safe to Him.
Yes, I knew He’d made the earth,
But knew not of that second birth,
And now I sit this day condemned,
Because you failed to mention Him.
You taught me many things that’s true,
I called you “friend” and trusted you,
I learn, now, but it’s too late,
You could have kept me from this fate.
We walked by day and talked by night,
And yet you showed me not the light.
You let me live, and love, and die,
And knew I’d never live on high.
Yes, I called you “friend” in life,
And trusted you through joy and strife,
And yet, on coming to this end,
I can not now call you “my friend”.
I don’t want people to say this about me when the time comes. I want everyone to hear about God and how good He is from me.
It is up to them to decide what to do with the information I give them, but I hope that, at the least, I am planting some seeds.