Ravens Station Steward
by Ravens Station Steward
O wanderer, O man unrepentant, you go about, seeking for that certainty as if it were a thing unknown. But given to the inhabitation of the times, that has carried the day for you. But another shall come, even death, and his inhabitation shall take the times away from you. Betaken with the times, you reject Christ. Drawing on down to that inescapable day; in that day the answer must be made.