No Time

I knelt to pray, but not for long,

I had too much to do.

Must hurry off and get to work,

For bills would soon be due.

And so I said a hurried prayer,

Jumped, up from off my knees,

My Christian duty now was done.

My soul could be at ease.

All through the day I had not time

To speak a word of Christ to friends.

They'd laugh at me I feared.

No time, no time, too much to do.

That was my constant cry.

No time to give to those in need.

At last 'twas time to die.

And when before the Lord I came

I stood with downcast eyes.

Within his hands he held a book.

It was the "Book of Life."

God looked into his book and said

Your name I cannot find.

I once was going to write it down

But never found the time.

—Msgn Lawrence Luciana