You are writing a record each day that you live, On the soul where your choices are sealed; By and by an account for your life you must give, And the record will then be revealed. Refrain When the great Book of life is unsealed, And your record is clearly revealed; What hope then for you? What, soul, will you do? When the secrets of life are revealed? O, ye careless ones, thoughtless ones living in sin, So neglectful of deeds which you do; Know you not that your sin is recorded within, And will go to the judgment with you? Refrain Yet there’s hope for the trusting and penitent soul, All its sins may be blotted away; By and by all shall know that the blood maketh whole, When the Book is unsealed in that day. Refrain