Moving On
Moving on and glory bound
The days tick off one by
one
Praying for lost to be
found
To Creator of moon and sun
Moving on and glory bound
Time merely seems to stand
still
Marching on around and
round
Until time has had its
fill
Moving on and glory bound
The Lord is good, full of
love
Soon we’ll hear the
trumpet sound
And meet Him in clouds
above.
Moving on and glory bound
Or we’ll meet Him past the
vail
Bodies hidden in the
ground
But with our souls set to sail
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