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~Just As I Am~ 'Twas The Night Before Jesus CameTherefore, you need to be ready also,  Not a creature was praying, not one in the house. The Bibles were laid on a shelve without care, As if they thought Jesus would never come here. The children were dressing to crawl in their beds, Not once ever kneeling, or bowing their heads. And Mom in her rocker, with baby in her lap, Was watching the late show, while I took a nap. When out of the east, there arose such a clatter--- I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutter, and threw up the sash--- When what to my wondering eyes should appear, But an angel proclaiming that Jesus was here ! With a light like the sun sending forth a bright ray, And I knew in a moment that this was the day. The light of His face made me cover my head; It was Jesus returning, just like He had said! And although I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth, I cried when I saw Him, in spite of myself. In the big Book of Life that He held in His hand, Was written the name of every saved man. He spoke not a word as He searched for my name, When He said "It's not here." my head bowed in shame. The people whose names He had written with love He now gathered together for His Father above; With those who were ready, He rose without sound, While all of the rest were left standing around. I fell to my knees, but it was too late!!! I had waited too long, and thus sealed my fate. I stood and I cried, as they rose out of sight---- Oh, if only I had been ready tonight! In the words of this poem, the meaning is clear:
If tonight is the night, as it says in this poem,
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