Each one of us must face the question, "Where would you be if you died tonight?"

If you died tonight, would you go to Heaven?
Would your soul be clothed in raiment white?
Would you leave with all your sins forgiven?
If you died tonight? If you died tonight?
Oh, the day is short and the night is sure
And the waining hour will soon be gone.

Can your hand be strong, your heart endure
When you've nothing left to lean upon?
When you stand alone on the peak of time
And the mists enclose your little day.
Will it fill your soul with joy sublime,
When the curtains lift on Eternity?

You are poised today in a vase of clay
That a breath of wind sways to and fro.
At the best, you have not long to stay,
Have you asked yourself where you are to go?
But a careless laugh and a troubled sigh
And the western doors will wide unfold,
And the last sad gleam of hope will die
And the sun will set and the tale be told.

If you died tonight, would you keep your sins?
Would you leave without a ray of light?
Where the endless 'might-have-been' begins,
Would your soul be lost if you died tonight?