Thursday, April 1, 2021

Would You Rather

 Would you rather spend your work days under a blazin’ sun

Or relaxin’ in the shade just havin’ fun


Would you rather dwell in doubt with a guilt-ridden soul

Or have all your errors forgiven and restored


Oh but choices or not your life is your lot

It flies by in the blink of an eye

And wherever you go or whatever you do

You don’t get to choose when you die


So please listen please make the choice where it counts

Heaven and Hell come in larger amounts

So please won’t you choose your place for eternity 


Would you rather beg for handouts in a soup kitchen line

Or choose your favorite dish on which to dine


Would you rather fear your own death ‘til the moment you pass away

Or know without a doubt you’ll be OK


The choice to be sure of the prodigal son

Was be proud as a pig or go home

Where you’ll feast like a king, an heir to the throne

Where God’s grace and mercy are shown


So please listen please make the choice where it counts

Heaven and Hell come in larger amounts

So please won’t you choose your place for eternity 


Would you rather dwell in doubt with a guilt-ridden soul

Or have all your errors forgiven and restored


Would you rather fear your own death ‘til the moment you pass away

Or know without a doubt you’ll be OK

Or know without a doubt you’ll be OK

Or know without a doubt you’ll be OK


By Royce Waxenfelter 

3/26/21

Note: to the tune of ‘May you never’ by Eric Clapton 


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