Final Call
by vincent lyons

A puff of vapour dissipates,
It vanishes without a trace,
Is borne away as wind dictates
And disappears in empty space.

Men's great philosophies are such--
Vain wisdom formed by finite dust;
Such empty words which promise much
Will all decay with death's cold touch.

But God Almighty's Word is sure--
When all else fails it will endure--
A Word so wholesome, perfect, pure
And everlastingly secure.

The day of wrath can't be forestalled--
This poem might be your final call!!
Believe in Jesus Christ the Lord--
God's Word declares Him--Lord of all.

I am a Christian who belongs to a home church in Sydney, Australia. I am Irish by birth and desire to further the gospel of Christ by my life and my poetry.

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