Which Will It Be?

When the work of life is end­ed

And the judg­ment day ap­pears

When you stand be­fore the Mas­ter

To ac­count for all the years;

When the right­eous Judge shall call you

And your re­cord-leaves un­roll

Will you trem­ble with the sin­ners

Or will rap­ture thrill your soul?

Which will it be? Rap­ture or woe?

This you must know. Which will it be?

When the na­tions all are ga­thered

In the pre­sence of the King

On that day of days

my bro­ther

Will you sigh

or will you sing?

Will the light of hope be shin­ing

Like a ra­di­ant morn­ing star?

Or will deep re­morse as­sail you

When you stand be­fore the bar?

If your soul is now in bond­age

Ask the Lord to set you free;

Do not wait ano­ther mo­ment—

Opportunity may flee;

Oh

it lies with you

my bro­ther

It is your alone to say

Whether joy or woe shall meet you

On the aw­ful judg­ment day.