Crowded Rooms

The room was filled no eye could see

the final of the crowd

Female and male both young and old

conversing very loud

When suddenly stepped in the king

with majesty and gale

Rewards in hand and quiet smile

In silence His regale

Om'nously He sat upon

His throne in royal robes

Twas there He'd judge the works of those

who knew Him young and old

As one by one stepped forth the crowd

to hear of their reward

Some silver, gold and precious stones

some stubble, hay and wood

Each was full and entered in

the place that He'd prepared

Twas joy received from majesty

by grace for all who dared

Across the room another crowd

was waiting in the wing

Their fate their own by willing choice

examined by the king

Though works they had enumerable

were none but filthy rags

For these but lame excuses

Twas all the deeds they'd had

Rejection of the King was kept

by these in unbelief

And though they prayed, cried, begged and pled

For them was no relief

What now? What now? Will be their fate

For these whose time is much too late

Depart from me you wicked ones

Relationship has come and gone

As one by one they fell with fear

These dreadful ones who would not hear

The saving news from one so great

Who'd save them from such awful fate

But now, but now it's much too late

for these in unbelief

Eternal flame and dreaded dark

Wail, woe and gnash of the teeth

Twas then I woke from fearsome dream

In fright I'd saw myself

For in the second crowd I pled

But none was there could help

My time, my time is now I thought

I must not lose one sec

Since sifting sands through hourglass

rush time to not reject

This loving One who came to save

those daring to believe

Yet dreadful crowd awaiteth those

who dare not Him receive