Time's Swift Chariot

1 I have heard of a country where pilgrim’s forever
Are free from all sorrow and care,
Where friendship is changeless, where love dieth never,
And oh, how I long to be there.

Refrain:
Then let time’s swift chariot roll by!
Let time’s swift chariot roll by—roll by!
The sooner earth’s trials and sorrows shall cease,
The sooner we’ll enter the mansions of peace!
Then let time’s swift chariot roll by!
Let time’s swift chariot roll by, roll by!
Let time’s swift chariot roll by!
Let time’s swift chariot roll by!

2 I am weary of trusting in earth’s fleeting treasures
Of loving what passes away,
But in that better country God tells me its pleasures
Are lasting and ne’er will decay. [Refrain]

3 There pilgrims who once o’er earth’s sorrows were sighing
Are safe in the haven of rest,
With angelic choristers now they are vieing
In singing the song of the blest. [Refrain]

4 And soon with the saints of all ages we’ll meet them,
And dwell with that heavenly throng,
And the loved of our hearts, we in triumph shall greet them,
And join in their rapturous song. [Refrain]

Source: The Ark of Praise #30

• MIDI file from The Ark of Praise #30