According To My Works
It came to pass with the passage of time, that I stood before the Lord to account for my life. Angels dressed in white, stood adorned by the Throne.. And my eyes beheld the Glory, of the presence of the Lord. I saw the mercy seat and the judge of my life.. In ways I cannot comprehend, my heart weighed with fear. Where there was no sin, I could not escape.. As the book of my living, was opened for to see. According to my works, as recorded on each page, eternity beckoned slowly, while absent was my stage. I thought I might be dreaming, when Faithful, Tried and True.. Looked upon my stature, with sadness as my due. I had lived a life so sinful, and I failed to rid my lies.. Now hauntingly my rescue, departed with my cries. " Depart from me, I know you not", I heard my fate declared.. "You rejected Me as your Saviour.. The One alone who cared. Now forever and till ever, you will be with the one you cheered".