The Day of the Lord

I stand before the judgment seat of Christ
and I see the plan He had for me.
I could have been strong,
if only I had taken His way and not my own.
Now I see how I prevented Him from helping me,
how I went away, leaving Him alone at times.
I would not yield my will and listen to His word.
I see disappointment in my Saviour’s eyes,
even though he loves me still.

He wanted that I be rich,
and now I stand here poor.
With earthly beauty gone,
I stand before him with only a bit of graceful beauty left.
I want to retrace my steps,
but then I see the gates behind are closed.
My painful heart is close to breaking point,
with tears I cannot shed.

I cover my shameful face with empty hands,
I bow my uncrowned head.
Then I walk up and see that it is not too late,
some years are still ahead of me.
Lord, I give them all into your hands,
take me and mould me as you see fit.
Your love is great, your ways are good.
 

John Dadzie (Senya Beraku, Ghana)