Hymn
The Shining Shore
My days are gliding swiftly by,
And I, a pilgrim stranger,
Would not detain them as they fly
These hours of toil and danger;
For O, we stand on Jordan's strand,
And soon we'll all pass over;
And just before, the shining shore,
We may almost discover.
We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear,
Our distant 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 cord on earth to sever,
Our King says, Come, and there's our home,
Forever, O, forever!
The Shining Shore — Text from Christ in Song, 1908. Public domain. https://yeshuanow.com/hymns/the-shining-shore
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Questions about this hymn
Who wrote The Shining Shore?
The words of The Shining Shore were written by David Nelson; the version here was published in 1908.
Is The Shining Shore public domain?
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