Nineteen Ninety-Last
by Russell Kelfer
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The day awaits us, Beloved.
A day that can ne’er be surpassed.
The beginning of one final year is ours –
It’s nineteen ninety-last.
At last, we’ll be caught up together with Him,
And ne’er will we e’er be alone.
We’ll be His; and He’ll be ours
Such joy, we’ll never have known.
But oh, Beloved, if this is the year,
We scarcely have time to waste.
No longer can we in apostasy
Ignore His marvelous grace.
Ours must be lives of constant prayer
With holiness infused.
Ours must be willing, eager lips,
Ready to share the good news.
Ours must be minds surrendered
To whatever His will has in store,
Knowing no joy can dare compare
With what’s ours when this year is o’er.
Happy New Year, Beloved.
Forget the regrets of the past.
Just let Jesus have His way
In nineteen ninety-last.
DTM Discipleship Tape Ministries
POB 782256, San Antonio, TX 78278
1-800-375-7778 or 210-226-0000
www.dtm.org • dtm@dtm.org • © Russell Kelfer
