It is time Nov 8 2002

The streets teem
With lives without a dream;
Mother and daughter take cover,
From the prying eyes and lurking shadows.
Thousands die on the pavements-
Just making room for new tenants!
Hungry eyes in the dark search
For leftovers and crumbs;
Cherubic faces with innocence lost
Throng the streets for the time opportune,
Dirty hands extended they jeer-
Making me think, “Am I a liar?”

We are the light of this world,
But yet they are in darkness
We are the salt of the earth,
But they are fed up with life
We have the living water within
And still they are thirsty
We have the good news
Still they are sad
We are blessed and full
Why should they then starve?

This is the nation that we live in-
The land we pray for day and night.

It is time that we thought back,
To see what our lives lack.
It is time that we stopped our debates
And got started with hearts compassionate;
It is time we took His word
As a command to ‘go into the world’
It is time that we stepped out-
To the streets and the lands in drought,
With his love being the source
Of every smile and hug.
It is time to cover the naked
It is time to feed the hungry
It is time to bind their wounds
It is time to tell there is hope
It is time to show them
The Saviour we know,
That He lives in us
And He loves them all.
It is time…It is time…
It is time…