1 With God’s Shekinah glory filled,
Heav’n needs no sun or moon;
As dawn and sunset merge to shine
In bright, unending noon.
2 No spinning spheres the seasons mark,
No ebb of moon-pulled tide,
No precious moment to be lost,
No time to kill or bide.
3 No evening when the flowers close,
At looming end of day;
No rush to finish work undone,
No light that will not stay.
4 No midnight watchman in the street,
Or guard upon the wall,
The gates of pearl need never shut,
No foe can there appall.
5 No rooster greets the coming sun,
No haste to rise and toil;
No need to wake, for none have slept:
No dreaded daily moil.
6 No fleeting years, or misspent hours,
No soon, or late, or speed;
No yesterday, tomorrow, nor
A tyrant clock to heed.
7 No ghosts of past or future there,
In all that light kissed land;
But endless joy and peace abound,
Blessed by the great I AM.
8 No sick beds, cemeteries there,
No hearts with grief o’ercome;
No tombstones marching row by row
To death’s low sounding drum.
9 Time’s darkly flowing river now
Is banished from on high;
Before us yearless streams of life:
We have no time to die.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #9489
|First Line:||With God’s Shekinah glory filled|
|Author:||Richard W. Adams (2015)|
|Copyright:||© 2015 Richard W. Adams These lyrics may be freely reproduced or published for Christian worship or devotions, provided they are not altered, & this notice is on each copy|