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A hundred thousand souls a day
Are passing one by one away
In Christless guilt and gloom;
Without one ray of hope or light,
With future dark as endless night,
|:They’re passing to their doom.:|
They’re passing, passing fast away
In thousands day by day;
They’re passing to their doom,
They’re passing to their doom.
O Holy Ghost, Thy people move,
Baptize their hearts with faith and love
And consecrate their gold.
At Jesus’ feet their millions pour,
And all their ranks unite once more,
|:As in the days of old.:|
They’re passing, passing fast away
In thousands day by day;
They’re passing to their doom,
They’re passing to their doom.
The Master’s coming draweth near;
The Son of Man will soon appear;
His kingdom is at hand.
But ere that glorious day can be,
This gospel of the kingdom we
|:Must preach in every land.:|
They’re passing, passing fast away
In thousands day by day;
They’re passing to their doom,
They’re passing to their doom.
Oh, let us then His coming haste,
Oh, let us end this awful waste
Of souls that never die.
A thousand millions still are lost;
A Savior’s blood has paid the cost,
|:Oh, hear their dying cry.:|
They’re passing, passing fast away
In thousands day by day;
They’re passing to their doom,
They’re passing to their doom.
They’re passing, passing, fast away,
A hundred thousand souls a day
In Christless guilt and gloom.
O Church of Christ, what wilt thou say
When, in the awful judgment day,
|:They charge thee with their doom?:|
They’re passing, passing fast away
In thousands day by day;
They’re passing to their doom,
They’re passing to their doom.
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8 8 6 8 8 6 extended and refrain
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Mt 24:14;
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A MISSIONARY CRY
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8 8 6 8 8 6 extended and refrain
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