Immortality

Somewhere on rugged mountain tops
Or in a wind-swept grave
On lost, forgotten battlefields
Or ‘neath the cold, dark wave
In dungeons far beneath the earth
In ashes, void, forsaken
Somewhere our bodies turn to dust
But our souls with God shall waken
There we will meet the deeds we've done
Be forever lost or free
For if we've been washed in the blood of the Son
Oh what glorious immortality


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Janet Martin

And I saw the dead, small and great
stand before God;
and the books were opened: and another
book was opened which is the book of life:
and the dead were judged out
of those things which were written in the
books, according to their works.
And the sea gave up the dead which were in it
and death and hell delivered up the dead which were
in them: and they were judged, every man according
to their works. And death and hell were
cast into the lake of fire.
This is the second death.
And whosoever was not found written
in the book of life was cast
into the lake of fire. Rev.20:12-15