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Facing reality to night and I
Don’t like what I see
A man setting on a big throne
With his eyes pointed at me.
So many people standing around with
Their heads hanging low
I’m afraid what the Lord may say
So in my heart I must go
I tried to hide behind the crowd
Didn’t want to know my fate
The lord cried “come back!”
For you my child it’s too late

I starred at the other people faces
And we all had the same look
There’s no hope for us when
God judge us from his book
Liars, backbiters, fornicators, and all
Slipping in the darkness, led to your fall
My book is open so said the Lord
Why didn’t you stop and examine your heart
You can’t be with me, I forbid all sin
I warn you daily before your end

My book will judge your every secret fault
Everything you took, everything you thought
Beyond this door lies another door
Once entered, your time is no more
Every secret thing you thought you hid
Every no good thing you ever did
My book is open to send you in a mist
Where you will never ever exist
You hated your neighbor, lied to your friend
Took church tithes, and didn’t amend
You took from the poor and didn’t care
You ignored me every time I were there

You slept at night with lust on your mind
I tried to correct you time after time
My book is open to judge you and I will
Your time is up, your faith now sealed
My word will warn your family and friend
If they fail to listen; my book will open again.

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