Last night I had an awful dream, that the end of time had come, The trumpets had been sounding, and life on earth was done.
An angel stood one foot on land, the other foot on sea, And as I tried to kneel and pray, a voice said unto me.
There's standing room only, it's too late now to pray. There's standing room only, this is the judgment day.
People filled each church and church yard, just as far as I could see, I heard a pitiful cry for mercy, and then realized, it was me.
I saw the Savior then appear, as he split the Eastern sky. I saw tears of joy on a Christian's face, and I heard the sinners cry.
And as I tried to touch his hand, with one last feeble plea, I cried again . . . "Have mercy, have mercy, Lord on me".
I saw a tear come to his eye, as he turned my soul away, I didn't know Him yesterday, and He knew me not today.
The earth was burning all around, the world went up in smoke, And as the flames engulfed me, thank God, I awoke.
Then I got out of bed, got down on my knees, and you should have heard me pray, For in my dream I witnessed, God's great judgment day.
There's standing room only, on God's great judgment day.