We have recorded in our home studio the song; "The Great Judgment Morning" and present it here in four parts because of its size.
I dreamed that the nations
had gathered
to judgment before the white throne.
From the throne came
a bright shining Angel
and He stood on the
land and the sea and
He cried with His hand
raised to Heaven, that
time was no longer to be.
And O' what a weeping and wailing as the lost were told of their fate, they cried for the rocks and the mountains, they prayed but their prayer was to late !
had melted and vanished away
A pauper he stood in the judgment
his debts were too heavy to pay
When death came was left far behind
The Angel that opened
the records
Not a trace of his greatness
could find
And O' what a weeping and wailing as the lost were told of their fate, they cried for the rocks and the mountains, they prayed but their prayer was to late !
The widow was there
with the orphans
God heard and remembered
their cry. No sorrow in heaven
forever, God wiped all the tears
from their eyes.
And O' what a weeping and wailing as the lost were told of their fate, they cried for the rocks and the mountains, they prayed but their prayer was to late !
The moral men came to the
judgment,
but, their selfrighteous rags
would not do
The men who had crucified Jesus,
had passed off as moral men too
The soul that had put off salvation,
Not tonight, I'll get saved by and by
No time now to think of religion,
At last he had found time to die !
And O' what a weeping and wailing as the lost were told of their fate, they cried for the rocks and the mountains, they prayed but their prayer was to late !
The Great Judgment Morning
Bertram H. Shadduck 1894
This song is in the Public Domain.