Judgment Call

Just like a fallen star, I dread an explanation
I find it hard to see all the good around me.
Here I lie, afraid to die, chasing shadows all my life,
It intensifies my endless cries, there’s no place to hide.
Heaven’s doors open wide, I see a rider stand inside,
The judged are taken by His sword; His name is truth, the Word of God.
White rider,
pray your judgment call takes me higher, not my final fall.