1 Oh, the time is flying fast,
It will surely end at last,
Then sweetly we’ll be resting in the kingdom;
When the toil of life is o’er,
We’ll meet on the other shore,
Then sweetly we’ll be resting in the kingdom.
In the kingdom, in the kingdom,
Then sweetly we’ll be resting in the kingdom;
When the toil of life is o’er,
We’ll meet on the other shore,
Then sweetly we’ll be resting in the kingdom.
2 Our kind Saviour calls us on,
On to join that happy throng
That now is sweetly resting in the kingdom;
Bright and fair their faces shine,
They have crossed the bound’ry line,
And now are sweetly resting in the kingdom.
In the kingdom, in the kingdom,
And now are sweetly resting in the kingdom;
Bright and fair their faces shine,
They have crossed the bound’ry line,
And now are sweetly resting in the kingdom.
3 When this earth shall pass away,
As the mists before the day,
Then sweetly we’ll be resting in the kingdom;
Then how happy we shall be
When our Saviour’s face we see,
When bright and fair we see him in the kingdom.
In the kingdom, in the kingdom,
When bright and fair we see him in the kingdom;
Then how happy we shall be
When our Saviour’s face we see,
When bright and fair we see him in the kingdom.
Source: Joyful Sound: a collection of new hymns and music with familiar selections #51