The Day Approaches

The day approaches that will bring fear
faces stripped of all hope
ungodly souls, the truth of seers
stand before the judgment throne.

They sway at thought of an angry God
His broken law of equality
tramp underfoot, now with iron rod
dash all folly.

His wrath has the skies ablaze
the defiant tremble
before the great King, stiff, afraid
the gleaming cross that symbol;

trace every wrong committed
entreaties passed without mention
ignored as some babbling shame
on each lip that uttered praise.

The night sets on those condemned
memory recalls Jesus cries,
but too late to confess it was Him
who wanted them by His side.

The city of sapphires is forever lost
twelve varied gems on portals
the songs of the cross
from redeemed immortals.

He died for me, the music sweet
the banished stand in awe
as every crown is cast at Jesus feet
He died for me, praise to our God
the anthem sounds.