Collected by Merlin Mitchell
Transcribed by Kyle Perrin
Mrs. W. V. Henderson
February 23, 1950
The Great Judgment Morn
I dreamed that the great judgment morning had dawned and the trumpet had blown
I dreamed that the nations had gathered to judgment before the white throne. '
From the throne came a bright, shining angel and he stood on the land and
And, so, with his hand raised to Heaven, that time was no longer to be.
And, oh, what a weeping and wailing as the lost were told of their fate,
They cried for the rocks and the mountains, they prayed but their prayers
were too late.
The rich man was there but his money had melted and vanished away,
Oh, Father(?), he stood in the judgment, his debt was too heavy to pay.
The great man was there with his greatness, when death came was left far
The angel had opened the record, not a trace of his greatness could find.
The widow was there and the orphans, God heard and remembered their cries,
No sorrow in Heaven forever, God's life(?) brought tears from their eyes.
The gambler was there and the drunkard, the man who had sold them the drink,
With the people who gave them the liscense, together in Hell they did sink.
The moral man came to the judgment but his self-righteous rags would not do,
The men who had crucified Jesus had passed off their ••• in two.
Their souls were no spot (? of salvation, Not tonight, I'll get saved by and
No time now to think of religion, at last they had found time to die.
And, oh, what a weeping and wailingas the lost were told of their fate,
They cried for the rocks ar d the mountains, they prayed but their prayers
were too late.
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