A voice calls me to return to another way,
It says I will live in another place.
A place very different from everything here,
A place where evil will not reach me, no fear.
The voice keeps calling me gently,
It seems to be entering my heart softly.
A voice so sweet, I can’t resist,
Hearing it, I soon wanted to follow it.
I followed to see where it would take me,
To a different place, to the altar, it has taken me.
And there, the voice spoke to me much more,
Saying that I needed Christ to move forward.
It told me that only Jesus could take me there,
I would go to my true home only with Him.
Outside of Him, there was no possibility,
Outside of Jesus Christ, there was no reality.
All these words went deep into my heart,
I accepted Jesus Christ for my salvation, a brand-new start.
From that day on, He spoke to me even more,
Saying I should follow Him and wait for the final score.
This reality became part of my life,
I walked every day with Jesus Christ.
Waiting for the day when I will be with Him,
Waiting for the day when I will dwell with Him.
This poem is part of the book Christian Poetry Volume VII.
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