The Book of Worship ‎#417

417. Time is winging us away

1 Time is winging us away
To our eternal home;
Life is but a winter's day--
A journey to the tomb;
Youth and vigor soon will flee,
Blooming beauty lose its charms;
All that's mortal soon shall be
Inclosed in death's cold arms.

2 Time is bearing us away
To our eternal home;
Life is but a winter's day--
A journey to the tomb;
But the saints shall soon enjoy
Life--immortal life above,
Where no worldly griefs annoy,
Where Jesus reigns in love.

Text Information

• First Line: Time is winging us away
• Meter: 7s & 6s.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1867
• Topic: Life: Its Brevity

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