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As the storm was moving in
The winds began to blow
How will your friend meet the Lord
If they never know

I do so many worldly things
Just so I fit in
Nothing really "very bad"
Not a "deadly sin"

Jesus died for all my sin
To point the way above
I just wondered thinking now
If I'm showing that much love

Never should I have to die
For a friend or foe
I still sit and wonder
How will my friend know

When I get to heaven
And stand before the Lord
Will everyone cover their eyes
Or simply just be bored?

Will there be just one there
Who stops and says to me
You acted the way we all did
This side I didn't see

You never did the Godly things
Never was I told
Of the flames of this hell
Or the streets of Gold

You were just one of us
A part of every crowd
Can you hear the screams now
Or standinging up there proud.