I knelt to pray but not for long.
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.
So I knelt and said a hurried prayer
And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done.
My soul could rest at ease.
Now all day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Christ to friends.
They’d laugh at me I’d fear.
“No time. Â No time. Â Too much to do.”
That was my constant cry.
No time to give to souls in need.
At last the time to die.
I went before the Lord, I came,
I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God held a book.
It was the book of life.
God looked into his book and said,
“Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down
But never found the time.”