You lived next door to me for years;
We shared our dreams, our joys, our tears.
A friend to me you were indeed,
A friend who helped me in my need.
My faith in you was strong and sure;
We had such trust as should endure.
No spats between us e’er arose;
Our friends were like—and so, our foes.
What sadness then, my friend, to find
That, after all, you weren’t so kind.
The day my life on earth did end,
I found you weren’t a faithful friend.
For all those years we spent on earth
You never talked of second birth.
You never spoke of my lost soul
And of the Christ who’d make me whole.
I plead today from Hell’s cruel fire
And tell you now my last desire.
You cannot do a thing for me;
No words today my bonds to free.
But do not err, my friend, again—
Do all you can for souls of men.
Please with them now quite earnestly,
Lest they be cast in Hell with me.
– Author Unknown
Let’s share our faith with our neighbors! Jude 1:22 -23 And of some have compassion, making a difference: And others save with fear, pulling them out of the fire; hating even the garment spotted by the flesh.