The Great White Throne
Heaven's gate has opened wide For I am coming home My God has called on me at last From high upon his throne This moment that I've longed for His calling draws me nigh And I shall be obedient To my Lord who sits on high I kneel before his mighty throne With head so humbly bowed And hear the whispers 'round the throne Of Heaven's fearful crowd What will, you think, become of him I hear their whispers grave Do you think that he believed Do you think he's saved Now as the Lord commanded me And as I slowly rise I see the Angel wink at me Much to my surprise The trumpets blew as judgement came My Lord commanded me Come boldly to my throne my son For you have been set free Your sins have always been forgiven Since you were very little When first you called upon my name Your verdict was acquittal Now rise and cast your yoke on me Your place is now in Heaven In your Holy Father's house Your debt has been forgiven The crowd th