Till These Earthly Days Shall End

Heaven knows no other Lord but You
And this earth has none to compare
For Your glory outshines the brightest sun
Dimming all our beauty here

Oh, Lord, how Your words are my counselors
They're the light that guide my every way
They're more precious to me than silver or gold
They're my comfort in times when I'm afraid

Though a saint, He calls me His brother
I'm just a servant, but He calls me friend
And I will sing His praise and tell of His ways
Till these earthly days shall end

We draw close to our Lord through His sufferings
Think it not a strange thing when you do
For as silver and gold had a crucible
There's a cross and we must bear it, too

Though a saint, He calls me His brother
I'm just a servant, but He calls me friend
And I will sing His praise and tell of His ways
Till these earthly days shall end

Till the sun doesn't shine
Until the end of all time
I will sing His praise
Till these earthly days shall end