There was a time on earth, when in the book of heav'n
An old account was standing for sins yet unforgiv'n;
My name was at the top, and many things below,
I went unto the keeper, and settled long ago.
The old account was large, and growing ev-'ry day,
For I was always sinning, and never tried to pay;
But when I looked ahead, and saw such pain and woe,
I said that I would settle, I settled long ago.
When at the judgement bar, I stand before my King,
And He the book will open, He can-not find a thing;
Then will my heart be glad, while tears of joy will flow
Because I had it settled, and settled long ago.
When in that happy home, My Savior's home above,
I'll sing redemption's story, and praise Him for His love;
I'll not forget that book, with pages white as snow,
Because I came and settled, and settled long ago.
O sinner, seek the Lord, Repent of all your sin,
For thus He hath commanded, if you would enter in;
And then if you should live a hundred years below,
Up there you'll not regret it, you settled long ago.
Long ago, long ago, yes the old account was settled long ago;
And the record's clear today, for He washed my sins away,
When the old account was settled long ago
By Frank M. Graham.
Written in 1902
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