Lyrics: John Mark Thomas. Here Goes Nothing. The End Of Time.

At the end of time
Before the throne of God
I hope to be defined
Good and Faithful Servant

Then my faith is deemed
Solid as a rock
But sometimes it seems
That I'm not that determined

Perfect me into Your image, Lord

So at the end of time
I'll know one thing for sure
I will come to find
That I am Yours