Some day before the Judge we'll stand,
While Record Books are in His hand.
Nothing from His eye is hid,
Of all the things on earth we did.The things we did for praise from men
For these there's no reward again,
But other deeds in secret hid,
These for the Lord alone we did.
We work; we pray; we give; we go,
That others too His love may know.
Of things done here upon the earth,
These are the deeds of greatest worth.
God knows the labour and the tears,
The faithful work of many years,
He'll say "Well done" and give us praise
We'll see the smile upon His face.