| Song | The World May Change From Old |
| Album | The Christian Hymn Book |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | A. Campbell And Others |
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| Tags | The World May Change From Old |
| Theme(s) | The Hope Of Eternal Life |
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The World May Change From Old To New,
From New To Old Again;
Yet Hope And Heaven, For Ever True,
Within Our Hearts Remain.
Hope Leads The Child To Plant The Flower,
The Man To Sow The Seed;
Nor Leaves Fulfillment To Her Hour
But Prompts Again To Deed.
And Ere Upon The Old Man’s Dust
The Grass Is Seen To Wave,
We Look Through Falling Tears, To Trust
Hope’s Sunshine On The Grave.
O, No, It Is No Flattering Lure,
No Fancy Weak Or Fond,
When Hope Would Bid Us Rest Secure
In Better Life Beyond.
Nor Love, Nor Shame, Nor Grief, Nor Tears,
Her Promise May Gainsay;
The Voice Divine Speaks Through Our Years,
To Cheer Us On Our Way.
