Hymnal: The Christian Hymn Book
Date: 1865
Compiler: Alexander Campbell
Publisher/Printer: Central Book Concern
First Line: My days are gliding swiftly by
Topic: The New Life/Trust and Joy
Writer: <no first name given> Nelson
Composer:
Meter: PM
Tune:
Hymn Number: 800
Page Number: 467, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsMy days are gliding swiftly by,
And I a pilgrim stranger,
Would not detain them as they fly--
Those hours of toil and danger.
Chorus
For O! we stand on Jordan's strand
Our friends are passing over;
And just before, the shining shore,
We may almost discover.
We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear,
Our distant home discerning;
Our absent Lord has left us word,
Let every lamp be burning.
Should coming days be cold and dark,
We need not cease our singing;
That perfect rest nought can molest,
Where golden harps are ringing.
Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow,
Each cord on earth to sever;
Our King says, "Come," and there's our home,
Forever, O! forever.