I had a dream the other night the judgment day was here It came in the twinkling of an eye, I had no time for fear. I found myself in one great line, with men from every land, Men from every race and age stood like grains of sand. Christ held the book within his hands and God was on the throne. He sat about to judge each man, by the things which he had sown. Then Christ took the book of  life, and read the names therein,

There were many that once were there but were blotted out by sin And I wondered if I would find mine still for it had once been there.

Would my name be covered with stain, or would my name be bare? I stood in fear before the throne and thought back on all my life, How I fought to keep Gods word and flee from sin and strife. I never failed to read Gods word , my love, it never died, I taught my children right from wrong, I told them not to lie. I never failed to worship God on Sunday and Wednesday night, I often traveled many miles to hear a word of light.

I gave my goods to feed the poor and never ceased to pray, I'd always kept my tongue in cheek until this very day So surely the Lord will know me and tell me to walk on in, But Lord  please have mercy on all these lost in sin

And as I thought, the crowd moved up, and I was fifth in line, The men that stood before me were ready to pay their fine. The first man stepped up to meet the Lord , and fell upon the floor Then I saw just who It was. It was the man next door Jesus took the book of  life but could not find his name, My neighbor said, "I have not heard" I knew I was to blame.

Next in line was Sister Anne  who once in Christ had been, Because I failed to admonish her, she continued in her sin. Her name had once been written in the pages of that book, But I never even took the time to see why she forsook.

Then a  black man came before the throne. he had worked with me for years, He knew his name would not be there and  his eyes were filled with tears. This man had never learned the truth and neither had his kin, For I would not talk to them for the color of their skin.

And then the man before me I suddenly recognized, As he stepped before the throne he looked into my eyes. He was my roommate from college days--he had been my greatest friend , We'd always helped each other out, no matter what, through thick and thin, But I never told him of the lord-- it seemed so trivial then, For we were young and had plenty of time to talk of God and sin. And finally upon the judgment day, I meet with him once more, But now there's nothing I can say to open to him the door.

And now I Stood before the Lord, my soul was filled with fright. "Why hadn't  I  taken the time to teach them what was right!" Again the Lord , he took the book and looked there for my name, Where  once had been a pure white page my brothers' blood now stained

And then the Lord,  He said to me," I've found here one dark blot, You hid my name from all these men, Depart , I know you not, You met them every day in life and knew they were astray, But you never even cared enough to tell them of my way.

By Darrel Hymel