Facing the Throne

When the years have all flown

And you face the judg­ment throne

Will your soul be cleansed

By Je­sus’ pre­cious blood?

Free from ev­ery stain

Knowing not a fear nor pain

Ready to be giv’n with saints a blest abode?

Facing the throne

trem­bling with fear

Waiting there

O soul

eter­nal doom to know;

Facing the throne

no­thing to cheer

Helpless

none to plead for you or mer­cy show!

When you’re fac­ing the throne

Think not then you can atone

For the sins you have

Committed day by day;

While in life

oh! pre­pare

If a gold­en crown you’d wear

In the land where songs of joy shall ring for aye!

When you’re fac­ing the throne

By the migh­ty Judge un­known

Then to an­swer for

Your act­ions dark or fair

Tho’ for mer­cy you plead

There’ll be none your cries to heed

Endless sor­row with the wick­ed you must share.