The Great Divide

Beyond the wind-swept sands of time
We see a glow ahead,
It beckons to us as we climb
Yet fills our hearts with dread
A beacon to this weary land,
A steady light to guide,
But when at that bright gate we stand
There’ll be a great divide

Today we share the sun and rain,
Our loaf of daily bread,
We each have days of joy and pain,
But someday up ahead
If you have barred your inner door,
His entrance you’ve denied,
If you His gentle plea ignore
There’ll be a great divide

No, there are no tears in Heaven,
Sweet, perfect bliss forever,
But friend, if you are not forgiven
I know there is a river
Just outside the pearly gate,
As hopeless tears are cried,
Farewell to love, oh awful fate,
At the great divide

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Janet Martin

When the Son of Man comes in His glory,
And all the angels with Him
He will sit on His throne in heavenly glory.
All the nations will be gathered before Him
And He will separate the people one from another,
As a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats.
He will put the sheep on His right
And the goats on His left. Matt.25:31-33