Joy to the World ‎#223

223. Shining Shore

1 My days are gliding swiftly by,
And I, a pilgrim stranger,
Would not detain them as they fly,
These hours of toil and danger,

Chorus:
For now we stand on Jordan's strand,
Our friends are passing over;
And just before the shining shore
We may almost discover.

2 We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear,
Our heavenly homes discerning;
Our absent Lord has left us word,
Let every lamp be burning. [Chorus]

3 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow,
Each cord on earth to sever,
Our King says come, and there's our home,
Forever, oh, forever! [Chorus]

Text Information

• First Line: My days are gliding swiftly by
• Title: Shining Shore
• Refrain First Line: For now we stand on Jordan's strand
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1879
• Notes: Public Domain.

Tune Information

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