We In Wonder Gather Near
It is the day of reckoning
by Sidney Johnson
And we in wonder gather near,
At last our robes we cast off
Thus vanquish our mortal fear.
This judgment comes to all
Therefore we must face our past,
To hide is not an option given
For some are saved best for last.
Mine is not a fearful expectation
I gather near in wonder only,
This isolation now is parting
And where I go I'll not be lonely.
Shall not the greater good we bear
Thus standing full before such grace,
Gather up the fringes of your garment
Enter in full wonder to this place.