Artwork by Simon Dewey
As a shepherd divideth his sheep, so shall our Mighty King,
Placing His flock on His right, for His love they chose to bring.
Turning to the left, He we will say, depart ye cursed from me,
You’re bound by what you gave and what you chose to see.
Your actions toward the least reveal your heart,
All eternity is held by what you did impart.
You added to the suffering of a brother in need,
You heaped upon another the burden of your greed.
You placed a snare and rejoiced as another fell,
Your iniquity has brought you to the burning fires of hell.
You broke my holy laws and would not see the way,
Blindness was your choice, so you will not abide this day.
The cunning of the enemy was the voice you knew,
Now I cast you out for being rebellious and untrue.
Everlasting punishment, spiritual death and pain,
You will have less than could have been your gain.
Turning to the right with joy He shall declare,
Come my blessed saints to the place I have prepared!
For when I was lost you showed me the way,
You gave all you had as you journeyed each day.
The hungry you fed, the sad you did cheer,
The sick and the weary, you always held near.
My holy prophets you followed with care,
And now I rejoice for all we can share!
My sons and my daughters, through me you shall stay,
Your choice to follow is the joy of this day!
Come ye blessed of the Father and with me abide,
Forever you’ll stand, my sheep by my side.
Written by Michelene Glasson