As I stand before the judgement seat,
and He asks me simply, “Why?”
Already knowing the answer,
as He knows every star in the sky.

The choice was always mine,
I chose the other way.
“I do not have an excuse,”
is all that I can say.

He recounts my life by moments,
even the times I got it right.
But most of my life is not sunshine,
it looks like the dark of night.

Nothing is hidden,
He knows it all.
Yet He was there to help,
every time I’d fall.

He knows every prayer I’ve uttered,
and the intentions of my heart.
God is aware of everything,
He knows the end from the start.

You can never do anything in secret,
even behind a closed, locked door.
When the times comes for judgement,
it matters not- rich or poor.

We will all stand before His throne,
and His decisions will be final.
The sentences will be meted,
and they will last eternal.

So if your name is written,
in the Lamb’s Book of Life,
you’ll partake in the wedding feast,
with Jesus as the Church, His wife.