Eternity (Crosby)

Deep and grand in tones sub­lime

Hear the pass­ing bells of time

Ring the dirge of mo­ments dead

Golden hours whose joys are fled—

Still those bells of time we hear

Tolling

toll­ing: Hark! the word:

Eternity!

Eternity!

Eternity!

In the ro­sy morn­ing fair

In the sul­try noon­day glare

In the dewy ev­en­ing bright

In the si­lent hush of night—

Still those bells of time we hear

Tolling

toll­ing

loud and clear:

When with break­ing heart we bend

O’er a tried and faith­ful friend

When the part­ing hour draws nigh

And we catch the last good­bye—

Still those bells of time we hear

Tolling

toll­ing

loud and clear:

Precious word! if safe we stand

On the Christ­ian’s bor­der­land

Trusting Him

whose lov­ing smile

Lights and cheers us all the while—

Bells of time with joy we hear

Tolling

toll­ing

sweet and clear: