copyright T. Meier Music, C. Harvey
Well you hear the knock upon your door
But you say there's no one home
Your cupboard's bare and you know there's
No runnin' from the Lord
Well it happens almost everyday
And I hope you see by now
That without a hitch you gotta scratch that itch
You better give it up right now
Well I know you know about heaven above
And I know you know it's true
If the Lord comes back before you're ready
Whatta ya think you're gonna do
Well I've seen it a thousand times before
So I know you're not alone
I just wanna shout on that Judgement Day
Come on we're goin' on home
Well you see your life through the rear view mirror
And you wonder where your goin'
If you look up ahead and hear what He said
You'll wonder what it is you're doin'
Well there's too many drivers at your wheel
You gotta steer a steady course
To the one you thank - put some gas in your tank
You gotta keep your eye on the Lord
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