Swiftly the shades of evening gather around thy way; Fast is the sun declining, ending thy earthly day; Dark, dark, ever descending has thy pathway been; Sad, sad, sad is the ending of thy life of sin.
Refrain 1-3: Dark thy future doth appear.
Swiftly the moments flying, hasten thy coming doom; Specters of woe and torment upward before thee loom; Down, down, deeper and deeper, sinking into night, Far, far, left in the distance, is thy guiding light.
Swiftly thy steps now bear thee far from the holy way; Thoughtless, from God and heaven thou dost each moment stray; Near, near, swiftly approaching, is the day of wrath; Sure, sure, straight to destruction leads thy sinful path.
Swiftly thy death is nearing, closer it comes each day, Soon will its icy fingers banish thy life away; Turn, turn, mercy is waiting, calling earnestly; Come, come, Jesus is pleading, He is seeking thee.
Refrain 4: Christ, thy Savior, now is near.
Sources:
Faith Publishing House, Echoes from Heaven, 1976 (114)
The Gospel Trumpet Company, Select Hymns, 1911 (281)
