Eternity Draws Near

Verse 1

Could we stand with saints in white, Just inside the portal, Could we see the wondrous light, Of that land immortal; How we’d tell the glorious news To each friend and neighbor; We could nevermore refuse For their good to labor.

Chorus

O, Eternity draws near, With all its hope or fear, Eternity draws near!

Verse 2

Could we lift the vail today, From that world of sorrow, Would we lightly turn away, Careless grow tomorrow? Would we see our loved ones drift On to death and ruin, And no cry of warning lift, Oft their steps pursuing?

Verse 3

But the word of God will stand, All its pages telling Of the glories of that land Where the saints are dwelling; Just as plainly reads the word: Only those forgiven, Through the all-atoning blood, Find their way to heaven.

Verse 4

Saviour, give us burning zeal, Both for friend and stranger; Help us evermore to feel All their fearful danger; For eternity draws near, Full of joy or sorrow; And the summons they may hear Ere they wake tomorrow.