AT THE JUDGMENT SEAT

Martha Snell Nicholson writes these searching lines:

"When I stand at the Judgment Seat of Christ

And He shows me His plan for me,

The plan of my life as it might have been

Had He had His way, and I see

How I blocked there and I checked Him here,

And I would not yield my will -

Will there be grief in my Saviour's eyes,

Grief, though He loves me still?

He would have me rich, and I stand there poor,

Stripped of all but His grace,

While memory runs like a hunted thing

Down the path I cannot retrace!

Then my desolate heart will well-high break

With the tears I cannot shed;

I will cover my face with my empty hands,

I will bow my uncrowned head...!

O Lord of the years that are left to me,

 I give them to Thy hand;

Take me, and break me, mould me to

The pattern that Thou hast planned."

"Are you ready Christian, ready

For the shout and trump and voice?

Will His coming make you tremble

Or cause you to rejoice?

Are you walking, talking with Him,

Daily making HIM your care?

Do you live so close to heaven

That a breath would waft you there?"