Beside the river, I’d hear Him say your sins are cleansed, washed away,
Your place in life’s book has been entered and saved,
Will be opened and shone on the appointed day.
Your life now over will be read and portrayed,
For all to see the decisions you’d made,
From the moment conceived until that final day,
It all will be shown every moment displayed.
But that’s not salvation as good deeds are weighed
Knowing the truth and how you are saved
Is about understanding and your faith as portrayed,
Upon a scale called Calvary.
The blood of the Lamb falls upon the stones,
Dragged across rubble pierced through the soul,
It’s a simply request we all have known,
But thought we knew better than the One who had shown,
The path that leads to salvation.
The walk you will take when the time reaches night,
The moment you’ll wither or stand tall, upright,
That last encounter when the King finally calls
And reads out your name that’s then placed on the wall.
Come wake now anointed and seek life’s full truth,
The door that is opened and asks you to walk through,
The soil on your hands will either remain,
Or be washed clean from wrongs in the path you did take.
There’s no turning back now your names in the book,
This place you have earned based on roads you once took,
Your travels have led you to a point where you’ll stay,
This is your last moment, your one final day.
So, did or didn’t you keep on the straight path,
Realizes the Kings Son was your final last step,
Know that through him you’d find your way home,
Or did you stay lost in the dark and alone.