Everywhere is death’s dust
Overwhelming is this paltry
rust
(green and dreadful rust)
Where’s the assurance of
rest?
What is the way to the Holy
Crest?
Know how the Lord does taste!
Why this unnecessary waste?
This is the time; be haste,
Become through Him, chaste.
Thus, does the Lord say –
I am the Life, the Truth, the
Way –
Come to Me whoever may,
Your burden / Sin & shame
will roll away.
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