Will I Know It As Different From Now
Numb in fear at the face of God upon me,
Sliced to the bone, stretched out on the fault line of my soul.
Those living now, granted the fullness of life so sweet,
Reserved to rejoice with God eternal, predestined before day one,
Never doubt salvation and heaven.
But I know what evil I have done, do, and am
For the promise of heaven’s rest revoked,
When final sentence given after judgment at the terrible throne
Then when to hell I go, will I know it as different from now?
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