#10 - The Shining Shore—Nelson

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• Composer:
  • George Frederick Root

    • #10 - The Shining Shore—Nelson
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    (1820-1895), 1855
  • Written to verses composed by David Nelson (1793-1844), 1835¹⁾
• Also known as:
  • My Days are Gliding Swiftly By
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• Lyrics:
  My days are gliding swiftly by,
  And I, a pilgrim stranger,
  Would not detain as they fly,
  Those hours of toil and danger.
  
  chorus:
  For oh, we stand on Jordan's strand,
  Our friends are passing over;
  And just before the Shining Shore
  We may almost discover.
  
  We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear,
  Our heav'nly home discerning;
  Our absent Lord has left us word,
  Let ev'ry lamp be burning.
  
  Should coming days be cold and dark,
  We need not cease our singing;
  That perfect rest naught can molest,
  Where golden harps are ringing.
  
  Let sorrow's rudest tempests blow,
  Each chord on earth to sever;
  Our King says, Come, and there's our home,
  Forever, oh, forever.
  
  
  • David Nelson (1793-1844), 1835