Eternity Is Near

I see the days glide down the west

The sea­sons come and go;

The dear ones laid away to rest

Beneath the win­ter snow.

I hear

while stand­ing near their bed

So lone­ly

cold and drear

A voice re­sound­ing from the dead

Eternity is near

eter­ni­ty is near.

I leave this sad and lone­ly place

But leave it all in vain

For when I see the fur­rowed face

I hear the voice again

Re-echo from be­neath the sod

Why waste your mo­ments here?

Prepare

pre­pare to meet thy God!

Eternity is near

eter­ni­ty is near.

I see the fair­est flow­ers fade

The ro­sy cheeks grow pale;

The aw­ful wreck dis­ease has made

The strong­est mor­tals fail.

They al­so speak to me of death

In lang­uage strong and clear;

Thy life is go­ing with each breath

Eternity is near

eter­ni­ty is near.