Ring Like a Bell

Our lives are like the Bells of God,,, Each one has a different sound,,, So when He gives us all the nod,,, We chime, as each is 'Crowned.'

Ring Like a Bell
By Arley Steinhour 042815

Our little round ball,
Rings like a Bell,
Just prior to Fall,
Descends into Hell.

Seven Years on the clock,
Hell functions in the Sun,
Each Tick, and each Tock,
Has, 'Left Behind' on the Run.

God told us the Story,
Over Thousands of years,
Today, life's getting Hoary,
Everyone should shed tears.

Those of the Faith, in God the Son,
Can sing great songs of Praise,
As Church's Life's song is sung,
Unto Heaven our voices we raise.

They, not of the Faith, in God's Son,
May spend Seven years, in Hell,
When they thought, all had been Won,
An Experience, words are unable to tell.

AMEN