The Cyber Hymnal ‎#11377

11377. Passing Onward, Quickly Passing

1 Passing onward, quickly passing;
But, I ask thee, whither bound?
Is it to the many mansions,
Where eternal rest is found?
Passing onward, passing onward,
Tell me, sinner, whither bound?

2 Passing onward, quickly passing;
Naught the wheels of time can stay;
Sweet the thought that some are going
To the realms of perfect day;
Passing onward, passing onward,
Christ their leader, Christ their way.

3 Passing onward, quickly passing;
Many on the downward road;
Careless of their souls immortal,
Heeding not the call of God,
Passing onward, passing onward,
Trampling on the Savior’s blood.

4 Passing onward, quickly passing;
Time its course will quickly run;
Still we hear the fond entreaty
Of the ever gracious One:
"Come and welcome, come and welcome,
’Tis by Me that life is won."

Text Information

• First Line: Passing onward, quickly passing
• Title: Passing Onward, Quickly Passing
• Author: Albert Midlane (1861)
• Meter: 87.87.87
• Language: English
• Copyright: Public Domain
• Notes: Alternate tune: DISMISSAL by William L. Viner

Tune Information

• Name: TYRE
• Composer: Henry John Gauntlett, 1805-1876
• Meter: 87.87.87
• Key: F Major
• Copyright: Public Domain