You Were

I thought that you were my best friend Until the world's end, Everyone said that you were my pal With a great morale. We both were attached by feelings We helped each other with life's dealings, And also by personal regard For each other we always went the extra yard. We were always on good terms That truth our past affirms, And we always gave each other assistance Without thought or resistance. But, you never told me about Jesus And how that he sees us, Or about you being born again and saved And how a road to heaven for you was paved. Now you will live with the Lord Where your soul will be cherished and adored, You will have forever love and peace And worshiping the Lord will never ever cease. I thought that you were my truest ally Now because of you I will always suffer and cry, Because, if you were really my friend as you did tell Then I now wouldn't be suffering in hell. Randy L. McClave