Song | Great Judgement Morning |
Artist | George Jones |
Album | Amazing Grace |
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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 the sea, | |
And he swore with his hand raised to Heaven, | |
That time was no longer to be. | |
Refrain: | |
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 prayer was too late. | |
The rich man was there, but his money | |
Had melted and vanished away; | |
A pauper he stood in the judgment, | |
His debts were too heavy to pay; | |
The great man was there, but his greatness, | |
When death came, was left far behind! | |
The angel that opened the records, | |
Not a trace of his greatness could find. | |
The widow was there with the orphans, | |
God heard and remembered their cries; | |
No sorrow in heaven forever, | |
God wiped all the tears from their eyes; | |
The gambler was there and the drunkard, | |
And the man that had sold them the drink, | |
With the people who gave him the license, | |
Together in hell they did sink. | |
The moral man came to the judgment, | |
But self-righteous rags would not do; | |
The men who had crucified Jesus | |
Had passed off as moral men, too; | |
The soul that had put off salvation, | |
“Not tonight; I’ll get saved by and by, | |
No time now to think of religion!” | |
At last they had found time to die. |
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 the sea, | |
And he swore with his hand raised to Heaven, | |
That time was no longer to be. | |
Refrain: | |
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 prayer was too late. | |
The rich man was there, but his money | |
Had melted and vanished away | |
A pauper he stood in the judgment, | |
His debts were too heavy to pay | |
The great man was there, but his greatness, | |
When death came, was left far behind! | |
The angel that opened the records, | |
Not a trace of his greatness could find. | |
The widow was there with the orphans, | |
God heard and remembered their cries | |
No sorrow in heaven forever, | |
God wiped all the tears from their eyes | |
The gambler was there and the drunkard, | |
And the man that had sold them the drink, | |
With the people who gave him the license, | |
Together in hell they did sink. | |
The moral man came to the judgment, | |
But selfrighteous rags would not do | |
The men who had crucified Jesus | |
Had passed off as moral men, too | |
The soul that had put off salvation, | |
" Not tonight I' ll get saved by and by, | |
No time now to think of religion!" | |
At last they had found time to die. |
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 the sea, | |
And he swore with his hand raised to Heaven, | |
That time was no longer to be. | |
Refrain: | |
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 prayer was too late. | |
The rich man was there, but his money | |
Had melted and vanished away | |
A pauper he stood in the judgment, | |
His debts were too heavy to pay | |
The great man was there, but his greatness, | |
When death came, was left far behind! | |
The angel that opened the records, | |
Not a trace of his greatness could find. | |
The widow was there with the orphans, | |
God heard and remembered their cries | |
No sorrow in heaven forever, | |
God wiped all the tears from their eyes | |
The gambler was there and the drunkard, | |
And the man that had sold them the drink, | |
With the people who gave him the license, | |
Together in hell they did sink. | |
The moral man came to the judgment, | |
But selfrighteous rags would not do | |
The men who had crucified Jesus | |
Had passed off as moral men, too | |
The soul that had put off salvation, | |
" Not tonight I' ll get saved by and by, | |
No time now to think of religion!" | |
At last they had found time to die. |