When the great plants of our cities

Have turned out their last finished work;

When our merchants have sold their last yard of silk

And dismissed the last tired clerk;

When our banks have raked in their last dollar

And paid the last dividend;

When the Judge of the earth says:

"Close for the night,"

And asks for a balance -

When the choir has sung its last anthem,

And the preacher has made his last prayer;

When the people have heard their last sermon

And the sound has died out on the air;

When the Bible lies closed on the altar

And the pews are all empty of men

And each one stands facing his record-

And the great Book is opened-

When the actors have played their last drama,

And the mimic has made his last fun,

When the film has flashed its last picture,

And the billboard displayed its last run;

When the crowds seeking pleasure have vanished,

And gone out in the darkness again-

When the trumpet of ages is sounded,

And we stand up before Him-

When the bugle's call sinks into silence

And the long marching columns stand still,

When the captain repeats his last orders,

And they've captured the last fort and hill,

And the flag has been hauled from the mast head,

And the wounded afield checked in,

And a world that rejected its Saviour,

Is asked for a reason-

The above searching lines are calculated to make a thinking person think! When the bugle call sounds and the great angel announces that time shall be no more - Reader, if you are not saved - WHAT THEN?