Journals

Everybody has a journal Penned by angels' hands With everything that person's done The good things and the bad You can't stop the pen's recording No earthly power can I pray the good Lord will show mercy When He reads it in the end No you can't stop the ink and pen And the pages fill so fast So live today and every day As though they'll be your last Because you've got just a little while Until your life has flown You'll know this life is over When they lay your journal down Each church has its own journal too Don't act so surprised Because every congregation Has ears and hands and eyes We're in this life together As the bees within a hive So try your best to do your part While we're all still alive We can't stop the ink and pen And the pages fill so fast So live today and every day As though they'll be our last Because we've only just a little while Until our lives have flown We'll know this life is over When they lay our journals down I can't see just where I'm going Nobody ever can And there's such a debt I owe Him Who heals this broken man It's all written in my journal According to His plan And I pray i'll have the faith it takes While He heals this broken man All nations have their journals But they haven't got a clue And God evaluates them By the things they say and do He sees a country's morals Its don'ts, and won'ts and dos And our country's just reflecting The sins of me and you We can't stop the ink and pen And the pages fill so fast So live today and every day As though they'll be our last Because we've got just a little while Until our lives have flown We'll know this life is over When they lay our journals down Ya we'll know this life is over When they lay our journals down