Time's Clock Is Striking The Hour

Time's clock is striking the hour,

Jesus will soon descend,

Clothed in the garments of power,

The reign of sin to end.

Then will this anthem be ringing

Like to a mighty flood,

Then 'round the throne we'll be singing,

Glory and praise to God.

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Glory, glory to God!

Thus will the ransomed sing;

Glory, glory to God,

The everlasting King!

Praise Him, alleluia!
To that eternal sphere

We are waiting
For our translating;

The time is near.

In those bright mansions supernal,

Death cannot enter there;

Ages on ages eternal

His likeness we shall bear.

There will the once brokenhearted

Rest in the spirit know;

Sorrow forever departed,

Gladness shall overflow.

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Sighing forever is ended,

Foes shall oppress no more;

Voices in worship are blended

To Him Whom all adore.

Bathed in the light soft and tender,

Sealed for eternity,

Praise to the Lamb we will render-

Worthy of praise is He.

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Beautiful, wonderful story!

Jesus Himself the Light;

There in the kingdom of glory

Never shall fall the night.

Now I am singing of heaven,

While here I wage the strife;

Then will the victors be given

Crowns of eternal life.

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