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The Shining Shore

Hymnal: The Silver Chime #47 (1862) First Line: My days are gliding swiftly by Refrain First Line: For O, we stand on Jordan's strand Lyrics: 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, For O, 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 distant home discerning, Our absent Lord has left us word, Let ev'ry lamp be burning, For O, we stand on Jordan's strand, Our friends are passing over, And just before the shining shore we may almost discover. 3 Should coming days be cold and dark, We need not cease our singing; That perfect rest, nought can molest, Where golden harps are ringing, For O, we stand on Jordan's strand, Our friends are passing over, And just before the shining shore we may almost discover. 4 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow, Each chord on earth to sever; Our King says "come," and There's our home, For ever, O, for ever! For O, we stand on Jordan's strand, Our friends are passing over, And just before the shining shore we may almost discover. Tune Title: [My days are gliding swiftly by]

The Shining Shore.

Hymnal: Victory Songs #253 (1920) First Line: My days are gliding swiftly by Refrain First Line: For now we stand on Jordan's strand Lyrics: 1 My days are gliding swiftly by, And I, a pilgrim stranger, Would not detain them as the fly, Those hours of toil and danger. Refrain: 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 heav'nly home discerning; Our absent Lord has left us word, Let ev'ry 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 tempest blow, Each chord on earth to sever, Our King says "Come!" and there's our home, Forever, and forever, [Refrain] Topics: Devotional Songs; Future, The Languages: English Tune Title: [My days are gliding swiftly by]

My days are gliding swiftly by

Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #474 (1870) Lyrics: 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: For now we stand on Jordan’s strand; Our friends are passing over; And, just before, the shining shore We may almost discover. 2 Our absent King the watchword gave, "Let every lamp be burning;" We look afar across the wave, Our distant home discerning. For now we stand on Jordan’s strand; Our friends are passing over; And, just before, the shining shore We may almost discover. 3 Should coming days be dark and cold, We will not yield to sorrow, For hope will sing with courage bold, "There's glory on the morrow." For now we stand on Jordan’s strand; Our friends are passing over; And, just before, the shining shore We may almost discover. 4 Let storms of woe in whirlwinds rise, Each cord on earth to sever: There--bright and joyous in the skies, There--is our home forever: For now we stand on Jordan’s strand; Our friends are passing over; And, just before, the shining shore We may almost discover. Topics: Blessedness future, anticipated; Christians their life and experience; Death anticipation of; Pilgrimage of life Languages: English

My days are gliding swiftly by

Author: David Nelson Hymnal: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #569 (1899) Lyrics: 1 My days are gliding swiftly by, And I, a pilgrim stranger, Would not detain them as the fly, Those hours of toil and danger: Refrain: For now we stand on Jordan's strand; Our friends are passing over; And, just before, the shining shore We may almost discover. 2 Our absent King the watchword gave, "Let every lamp be burning;" We look afar across the wave, Our distant home discerning. [Refrain] 3 Should coming days be dark and cold, We will not yield to sorrow, For hope will sing with courage bold, "There's glory on the morrow." [Refrain] 4 Let storms of woe in whirlwinds rise, Each chord on earth to sever, There--bright and joyous in the skies-- There is our home forever. [Refrain] Amen. Topics: Death Anticipated; Funerals; Pilgrimage Languages: English Tune Title: SHINING SHORE