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The sands are flowing silently
But emptied soon will be the glass;
Prepare, my soul, reliantly
To hear the call and onward pass.
But emptied soon will be the glass;
Prepare, my soul, reliantly
To hear the call and onward pass.
But not in fear; Divinest Love
Has shared with me His piercèd side,
The pains, the doubts my faith to prove,
Have all by Him been dignified.
Has shared with me His piercèd side,
The pains, the doubts my faith to prove,
Have all by Him been dignified.
And "tho' the flood may bear me far"
And tho' the hour be long and late,
I fear no power to make or mar,
I know that I shall share His fate.
And tho' the hour be long and late,
I fear no power to make or mar,
I know that I shall share His fate.