It’s Never Too Late: An Original Poem

It's Never Too Late A Poem

Once I heard a man of words say,
“There’s no hope for America today.”
Sin echoes with its ugly sound
America’s church has lost the round
Then to a giant stadium I fled
I went with a desire to be fed
Then I heard the men of God say,
“There’s still hope for America today!”
“It’s never too late,” was our song
We prayed to Christ for 12 hours strong
“It’s never too late,” 300,000 singers
heard God’s messengers one and all
We prayed for America and answered the Call

Originally composed September 7th, 2007. Copyright © Jacob Airey 2016

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