The Wailing Pit
When the death angel makes his call,
There’s a place where the lost soul goes.
Most folk never think of it.
But wise is he who well knows.
It’s a dark, fiery place in the center of hell.
Where the soul of man never dies.
There are millions already living down there.
I can still hear their awesome cries!
There is no way out, once you’ve gone there.
For God gave us a freedom of choice.
He’s righteous, and pure and Holy.
But you must harken the sound of His voice!
Now is the time you must ponder
And decide where you’ll want to stay
For only God knows the moment
When your soul will fly away.
You have to decide which Master you’ll serve,
And where your soul will eternally sit.
Whether Jesus Christ, the Son of God.
Or Lucifer, the king of the Wailing Pit!
Written by Sybil Shearin (c) 1987
