If I knew that today would be my last
What would I do, Who would I ask?
To forgive me for harsh words or deeds,
How could I help fill someones needs?
Would I cry or be depressed,
Or would I strive to do my best?
To win a soul or help the lost
to find their way before the cross.
And as I go would I look back and
see my heart was filled with black,
And on my knees before the throne
I'd ask forgiveness for my wrong.
And as my black heart's cleansed and white,
I know that he may come tonight,
While others here may take my place
I smile and sing Amazing Grace.