The world rushes on
The world
rushes on to judgment and doom
And for
the Saviour there is no room
But amidst
the turmoil, bustle and strife,
Peace and
Joy of an abundant life
In the
glorified Christ, constantly flows,
Bringing
to His own such sweet repose.
Very soon
the voice of the One they love
Will call
them away to realms above.
His glory
and beauty at last they will see
And with
Him and like Him, forever they'll be.
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