Scripture Verse

Prepare to meet thy God. Amos 4:12


Judson W. Van DeVenter (1855–1939)

Words: Jud­son W. Van De­Ven­ter, in The Re­vi­val No. 3, ed­it­ed by Charles D. Till­man (At­lan­ta, Georg­ia: Char­lie Till­man Song Book Com­pa­ny, 1899), num­ber 91.

Music: Win­field S. Weed­en (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Winfield S. Weeden (1847–1908)


I see the days glide down the west,
The sea­sons come and go;
The dear ones laid away to rest
Beneath the win­ter snow.
I hear, while stand­ing near their bed,
So lone­ly, cold and drear,
A voice re­sound­ing from the dead,
Eternity is near, eter­ni­ty is near.

I leave this sad and lone­ly place,
But leave it all in vain,
For when I see the fur­rowed face
I hear the voice again
Re-echo from be­neath the sod,
Why waste your mo­ments here?
Prepare, pre­pare to meet thy God!
Eternity is near, eter­ni­ty is near.

I see the fair­est flow­ers fade,
The ro­sy cheeks grow pale;
The awful wreck dis­ease has made,
The strong­est mor­tals fail.
They al­so speak to me of death
In lang­uage strong and clear;
Thy life is go­ing with each breath,
Eternity is near, eter­ni­ty is near.