Speeding away o'er the river of time, Where the sweet bells of eternity chime ; Speeding away to the Eden above, Filled with the fulness of rapture and
Beautiful land, . . beautiful land, [love. In thy green pastures the weary shall rest : Beautiful land, . . beautiful land, Home of the glorified, home of the blest.
2. Speeding away to the valley of song, Speeding away to a glorified throng ; Sweeping the chords of their harps while they sing, Glory to Jesus our Saviour and King.
3. Speeding away to be severed no more, Speeding away to the evergreen shore ; There in the garments of beauty arrayed, Flowers are blooming that never shall fade.
4. Speeding away, we are speeding away, On to the region of infinite day ; Only a veil to be lifted, and then, Oh, what a meeting with dear ones again !