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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