Time is filled with swift transition; Naught of earth unmoved can stand...

Time is filled with swift transition
Naught of earth unmoved can stand
Build you hopes on things eternal
Hold to God's unchanging hand

   Hold to God's unchanging hand
   Hold to God's unchanging hand
   Build you hopes on things eternal
   Hold to God's unchanging hand

Trust in Him who will not leave you
What so ever years may bring
If by earthly friends forsaken
Still, more closely to Him cling

When your journey is completed
When the valley you pass through
Fair and bright the home in glory
Your enraptured soul will view

The Franz Family...out of Branson, Missouri.  


Hold to your faith in the times ahead.