The Plymouth Sabbath School Collection of Hymns and Tunes ‎#129

129. My days are gliding swiftly by

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

Refrain:
For oh! we stand on Jordan's strand,
Our friends are passing over.
And soon we'll all pass over;
And just before, the shining shore,
We may almost discover.

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

3 Should coming days be cold and dark,
We need not cease our singing;
That perfect rest naught can molest,
Where golden harps are ringing. [Refrain]

4 Let sorrow's rudest tempests blow,
Each chord on earth to sever,
Our King says, come, and there's our home,
For ever. oh! for ever! [Refrain]

Text Information

• First Line: My days are gliding swiftly by
• Refrain First Line: For oh! we stand on Jordan's strand
• Publication Date: 1865
• Notes: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: SHINING SHORE
• Composer: G. F. Root
• Key: G Major or modal
• Notes: By permission