These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

The Day of Christ

The Day of Christ is evermore.
His Christmas birth and life, again.
He is the everlasting Door,
the Savior from this life of sin.

He spoke the word, and all began.
The Earth and sky, the day and night
were all His Blest Creation Plan.
Then rested He to teach us right.

To live with Him in Heaven's Day
I am not qualified in me,
but in the resurrection may
I live with Him eternally.

The Day of Christ will come real soon,
but still, again, it's evermore.
It's now, yet some day's trumpet tune
will cause all souls to bow before

The Christ, who lives both day and night
as now, while Future and the Past
are same to Him, the Truth, and right,
Who knows all things, the First and Last.

The Day of Christ is wondrous, glad
to those, who know Salvation's Joy,
but lasting Day will be too sad
for those, who know their work's employ.

O, come, Dear Heart. I plead thee, come.
Fall fast before the empty tomb.
Upon the Rock thy broken sum
be mended by the Savior, whom

did leave His Throne to rescue best
the sinful race, that ate the fruit.
For through His life and dying test
did purchase white, the Christ Day's suit.

O, come to live the Day of Christ
before the door be closed, shut fast.
Thy garments purchase without price,
but with the Blood of Christ, that lasts.

The Day of Christ by invite 'graved
be thine by heeding Father's call.
Thy precious soul be fully saved
when He has of thy will, thy all.

by Jay O’Toole
on April 3rd, 2022