Will I Empty Handed Be?

Will I emp­ty hand­ed be

When be­side the crys­tal sea

I shall stand be­fore the ev­er­last­ing throne?

Must I have a heart of shame

As I an­swer to my name

With no works that my Re­deem­er there can own?

When the har­vest days are past

Shall I hear Him say at last

Welcome

toil­er

I’ve pre­pared for thee a place?

Shall I bring Him gold­en sheaves

Ripened fruit

not fad­ed leaves

When I see the bless­èd Sav­ior face to face?

When the books are op­ened wide

And the deeds of all are tried

May I have a re­cord whit­er than the snow?

When my race on earth is run

May I hear Him say

Wel­come

Take the crown that Love im­mor­tal doth be­stow?