| Text: | Time is winging us away |
| Tune: | AMSTERDAM |
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
Enclosed in death's cold arms.
2 Time is winging 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 |
| Publication Date: | 1865 |
| Notes: | Public Domain |
| Tune Information | |
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| Name: | AMSTERDAM |
| Meter: | 7s & 6s |
| Key: | G Major or modal |