One by one we’re passing onward;
One by one the moments fly;
One by one we hear the summons,
From the One who reigns on high.
Happy they who know the Saviour;
And the value of His blood:
Filled with joy and peace forever,
In the presence of our God.
What a day of joy and gladness,
When the assembling shout is heard;
Life eternal in its fulness,
Sharing with our risen Lord.
Nothing but the blood of Jesus,
Can atone for guilt and sin;
Nothing from His love can sever,
Those who trust and enter in.
Not a tear shall dim our vision,
In that land of glad surprise:
Free from pain and death forever,
In our home beyond the skies.
Little children, too, are often,
Called from earth to pass away;
God would have us thus remember,
Here on earth we cannot stay.
Is the hope of heaven and glory,
Bright and clear to you and me?
‘Tis His blood alone can cleanse us—
He who died upon the tree.
What a price was paid to save us!
What a cost His love to give!
Only rest your faith upon Him,
And believing von shall live.
ML 08/30/1903