Rise To Meet Our Lord
They all do rise to met our LORD,
the way they all did fall by sword.
Sin was what did put them down,
with the earnestness thats left unbound.
All afloat in waves of tears,
that crash upon the shore.
None can turn their heads away,
none forever more.
Bitterness in dreams and fears,
of what may lie tomorrow.
Begging pleading screams in ears,
each man a slave to sorrow.
The way they all did fall by sword,
they all do rise to meet our LORD.