Death knock not upon my door
but pass me silently.
The time’s not right for me to go,
for God to set me free.

I have many things left
yet to do before I take my place.
Never do I want to meet my Lord,
with sin upon my face



Give me time to fill the place
that’s not entirely clean.
There’s a spot within my heart
that should remain unseen.

I ask for just a little while,
of death I’m not afraid.
Though I do not face it with
the grace,our dear Lord once paid.



I wish to love my enemy,
no doubt a hard thing to do.
But with just a little help
from God I know I’ll make it through.

When I enter heaven’s gate
I’ll be welcomed and have no regret.
But I know I need a little time
I’m not ready yet.



Come back to take me home
when I have put my sin away.
There’s still one thing I have done
for which I need to pay.

So death knock not upon my door
but pass me silently.
The time’s not right for me to go,
for God to set me free.

© Norma Marek ~ 18 April 2002



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