"We're trav'ling to eternity,"
Was echoed from the stream,
Like me your days will swiftly glide,
Or like a fleeting dream.

"We're trav'ling to eternity,"
The Holy Spirit said,--
And sweetly whispered to the soul,
"I'll be thy heavenly guide."

"We're trav'ling to eternity,"
That sentence reached my heart,
I trembled lest I there should hear
That awful word, "depart."

Yes, trav'ling to eternity,
While overwhelmed with guilt,--
Afraid that Jesus' pard'ning love,
By me would ne'er be felt.

"We're trav'ling to eternity,"--
It rings upon my ear;
The hills which echoed back that sound,
Still to my heart are dear.

"We're traveling to eternity,"
Said that dear faithful friend,
Whose image in my mem'ry lives,
And will, till life shall end.