When I Stand at the Judgment Seat
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When I stand at the judgment seat of Christ Oh, He'd have me rich, and I stand there poor, No. Lord of the years that are left to me The Judgment seat "is meant for us professing Christians, real and imperfect Christians; and it tells us that there are degrees in that future blessedness proportioned to present faithfulness." - Alexander Maclaren, 1826-1910.
And He shows me His plan for me;
The plan of my life as it might have been
Had He had His way, and I see
How I blocked Him here and I checked Him there
And I would not yield my will,
Shall I see grief in my Savior's eyes;
Grief though He loves me still?
Stripped of all but His grace,
While my memory runs like a hunted thing
Down the paths I can't retrace.
Then my desolate heart will well-nigh break
With tears that I cannot shed.
I'll cover my face with my empty hands
And bow my uncrowned head.
I yield them to Thy hand.
Take me, make me, mold me
