In the day of all days, when the world shall be judged,
And the chaff from the wheat shall be thoroughly fanned,
Then the righteous shall shine as the stars in the sky,
And their places shall be at the Savior’s right hand.
Let me find a place with that happy band,
Who shall ever abide,
Abide at the Savior’s right hand.
But the wicked who will not repent and believe,
And will never live up to the Master’s command,
Shall be placed on the left, as unworthy to be
With the children of God at the Savior’s right hand.
We are journeying on to eternity, now,
On the banks of death’s Jordan we sometime shall stand!
Shall we fear to pass over the dark rolling flood,
Lest our portion not be at the Savior’s right hand?
If our shepherd He is, and we follow His call,
He will lead us safe home to that beautiful land;
And, with crowns on our brows, and with branches of palm,
We shall ever abide at the Savior’s right hand.