Where Will You Call Home?
It is the fires of hell that call the names of the wicked and lost.
Tormented cries from the lives that denied what happened on the cross.
His blood was shed for the forgiveness of their sins, and yet they said it was a lie.
Tortured by the decisions of their choices and lasting impressions of their lives.
The disposition of grace is like the sand in a hourglass that is quickly dissolving on its own.
The white throne judgment awaits at the gates of his throne.
Heaven or Hell where will you call home?