Judgment


By Marcia K. Leaser

August 27, 2011

Judgment

                           Beaten up and tired

                               I stood before my Lord.

                           I wondered as I stood there,

                               had I obeyed His word?

                           Did I strive to give Him all of me?

                               Did I give the best I had?

                           Was He the reason I had lived,

                               and I the reason He had bled?

                           These many questions troubled me

                               as I knelt before the Throne.

Would what He’d have to say to me

                               bring shame I’d always known?

                           I was waiting for the judgment,

                               the thing I’d always feared.

                           Afraid I hadn’t done my best

                               throughout my earthly years. 

                           He smiled as He looked at me,

                                my life before Him bared

                           He knew my heart and that alone

                               was the reason I was there.



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