Making It Count

All those tears are no good
If you don't do what you should
All those prayers are in vain
If you don't try when you could

All your lofty plans are empty
If they're written in the sands
For the waves will come to wash them
And the will out of your hands

Think about the time you spent
All the thoughts that came and went
Why the rush into repentance 
If you don't mean to repent

Don't just drain the cup of water
Even water has a taste
Savor every drop that quenches you
So nothing goes to waste

Now, turn to Him with every haste.

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