No Where To Run

I’ve lived my life an honest man
I go to church whenever I can
I talk to the preacher and shake his hand
But at the judgment I will stand

No where to run and no where to hide
What if the blood was not applied
Knowing the Savior was crucified
No where to run and no where to hide

How sad to stand before your maker
When all the books are opened wide
Knowing your name has not been written
With no where to run and no where to hide

No where to run and no where to hide
What if the blood was not applied
Knowing the Savior was crucified
No where to run and  nowhere to hide

No where to run and no where to hide
What if the blood was not applied
Knowing the Savior was crucified
No where to run and  nowhere to hide

No where to run and no where to hide