THE OLD FARM

THE OLD FARM

I looked upon a farm one day that once I used to own; The barn had fallen to the ground, the fields were overgrown. The house in which my children grew, where we had lived for years; I turned to see it broken down, and brushed aside the tears.

 

I looked upon my soul one day, to find it too had grown; With thorns and nettles everwhere, the seeds neglect had sown. The years had passed while I had cared for things of lesser worth; The things of heaven I let go when minding things of Earth.

 

To Christ I turned with bitter tears, and cried, “O Lord, forgive! I haven’t much time left for Thee, not many years to live.”The wasted years forever gone, the days I can’t recall; If I could live those days again, I’d make Him Lord of all.

 

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