My Untitled Song

Here's a song I wrote (or God wrote through me) when my first child was still a baby. It's to the tune of the oldies, 'Teen Angel.'

Mother, can you hear me

Father, can you see me
Are you somewhere up above
And will you pray for me

You told me of, a man who died
For me to be set free
And if in Him I would believe
I'd live eternally

Mother, can you hear me

Father, can you see me
Are you somewhere up above
And will you pray for me

Faithfully, to church you'd go

When Sunday rolled around
I was too lost in sin
To see what you had found

Mother, can you hear me

Father, can you see me
Are you somewhere up above
And will you pray for me

When the trumpet blew
I couldn't hear
And with it you were gone
So here I am down on my knees
Salvation is my plea

Jesus, can you hear me
Jesus, can you see me
Are You somewhere up above
And will you send for me

Notice the last line, no longer is the individual asking for prayer, but asking to be with Jesus. Don't wait for the tribulation to make a believer out of you, go to Him today.

If you can think of a good title for it, please let me know.