I got up early one morning
and rushed right into the day;
I had so much to accomplish
that I didn't have time to pray.
Problems just tumbled about me,
and heavier came each task.
"Why doesn't God help me?" I wondered.
He answered, "You didn't ask."
I wanted to see joy and beauty,
but the day toiled on, gray and bleak;
I wondered why God didn't show me.
He said, "But you didn't seek."
I tried to come into God's presence;
I used all my keys at the lock.
God gently and lovingly chided,
"My child, you didn't knock."
I woke up early this morning,
and paused before entering the day;
I had so much to accomplish
that I had to take time to pray.
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No time - no time, too much to do
That was my constant cry.
No time to give to those in need.
At last it was time to die,
And when before the Lord I came,
I stood with downcast eyes
Within His hand he held a book,
It was the Book of Life.
He looked in the Book and said
Your name I cannot find,
I once was going to write it down
But never found the time