#19Close of Time

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TIME now is closing, Jesus will come; Signs are fulfilling, earth's pillars groan: Hark! Hear the trumpet, calls come home– See earth reeling to her final doom.
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See slumbering millions rise from the earth; Christ calls his people from south, from north, Come home, my people, time is no more, I've wash'd your robes white, your conflicts are o'er.
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Hastening to see Thee, my soul would rise To meet my Saviour in yonder skies; With all the ransom'd who've gone before, There I shall hail Thee on that peaceful shore.
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O, there'll be glory, joy, peace and love, Nothing to harm thee in heaven above; O, let us be faithful, and we'll be blest, When Jesus calls us to eternal rest.

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