It is never too late,
while you’re breathing your breath,
to cry out upon Jesus.
You’ll never see death.
 
It’s never too late 
to bring Him into your heart.
You’ll have a clean slate 
and a brand new start.
 
It’s never too late.
You’re never too gone
to cry out in your weakness
to the only begotten Son.
 
It’s never too late,
till your soul has been raptured,
to allow Jesus in.
Your whole heart will He capture.
 
It’s never over 
till God says you’re done.
He’s made a way;
this life is in His Son.
 
It’s never too late.