My Friends Are Dying!

This is a poem that a wrote a 12:30 at night. I was just thinking about my friends. It's kinda like a prayer. You can tell my what you think about. I'll be happy to listen to any comments:

O Lord my friends are dying, please show me what to do
They’re headed to Hell’s fiery flames instead of turning to You
My heart aches at this thought for I see them almost everyday
Why am I wasting my life, instead of showing them the Way
As I sit and try to fix my clothes and hair for the appraisal of men
My friends are hanging into Hell, dangling to their sin
We say, “I’ll just live my life, yes, that will make them see.”
Yet, we don’t even know if tomorrow their life will flee
I’m scared for them my Savior, I want them to understand their fate
They’ve sinned before You, the Holy One, and now their judgment awaits
I want them to turn to You, so gracious and so kind
You took their sin upon Yourself, yes, You pad their very fine
Every lie to every lustful thought will be judged if they don’t repent
But Jesus took the punishment, that’s the reason He was sent
So turn them from their sins, O Lord, and show them Your wondrous grace
Show them of Your glory and the beauty in Your face
I can’t turn them Lord, for I am just like them
But You showed me of my sinfulness and then turned me straight to Him
Save them, my God, I ask this only for Your name
For You deserve all the glory, all the honor, and the fame
It is only You, O Lord, that can change a heart and turn them straight to You
O Lord my friends are dying, please show me what to do
They’re headed to Hell’s fiery flames instead of turning to You

Thanks for reading!

In Christ,

~Kirsten~