Bema Seat

When our labor all retire

There will be a trial by fire

Will your treasure pass the test

Or will it burn up with the rest

You may build upon a sure foundation

With your building in dilapidation

When it all comes down to rubble

Will it be wood, hay, or stubble

Or precious stones, gold and silver-

Are you really sure?

And we all will stand at the Bema Seat

All will be revealed - it will be complete

Will there be reward in the fiery heat

When we see our lives at the Bema Seat

Every talent will be sure counted

Every word will have to be accounted

Not a story will be left untold

We will stand watch the truth unfold

Every score - will be evened - nothing to defend

Every building will be shaken

Every motive will be tried

He'll give reward to the faithful

Will you receive or be denied?