1 You are writing your own book of life,
Day by day a record foul or fair;
When at last your work is done,
You must face the judgment throne;
Then the books will all be opened over there.
Chorus:
Oh! the books will be opened, my brother,
You'll be judged by your own, not another;
Then my brother, O beware,
Write your record with great care,
For the books will all be opened over there.
2 You are writing down the tho'ts you think,
You are writing down the deeds you do;
You are writing ev'ry word,
Whether spoken or unheard;
And in judgment they will all be brought to view. [Chorus]
3 What is written once cannot be changed,
But forever must remain the same:
Oh! how great should be your care,
That you make that record fair,
In that book which you are writing in your name. [Chorus]
4 There is just one way to write it true,
Just one way to make your record clear--
Pen each sentence and each word
In the name of Christ the Lord;
Then your open book you'll never, never fear. [Chorus]
Source: Revival Praises #124