The time grows short whilst passing through
God’s Son is on the throne
His Way of life we must pursue
Whilst like a rolling stone
We’re passing through, won’t stop for long
So much must yet be done
Our spirit sings a different song
Since knowing Christ God’s Son
No baggage have we need or take
No burden more to bear
The world from sleep we’ll soon awake
When news of Christ we share
So oft in Christ we’ve moved our home
To far off shores we go
As nomads through this world we roam
Salvation’s Seed to sow
Though here or there, though far or near
We share God’s Word with love
The world should know Christ died down here
That she may rise above
She needs to know The Truth today
To walk within The Light
Learn to walk Salvation’s Way
In robes pure and white
We as the bride knowing God’s will
Should do the work at hand
Should pave The Way to Zion Hill
Obeying God’s command
Until the work on earth is done
To labour not in vane
Serving until the last is won
[FONT='Times New Roman','serif']As nomads we’ll remain.....[/FONT]
