Moving, rushing, shoving, pushing.
Heading for some unknown goal,
Always racing, hectic pacing,
Fearing ev’ry treacherous shoal.

Men desiring, and aspiring,
For an end to toil and strife,
Ever hoping, barely coping,
Seeking for a better life.

Reckless lurching, as they’re searching,
For that one elusive end
Still they’re going, never knowing,
Upon whom they can depend.

Yet it’s nearing, soon appearing,
When all wars will ever cease;
Angels singing, Christ is bringing
True and everlasting peace.

Christians praying, waiting, staying,
’Til that time that’s promised long,
When peace on earth, no more dearth,
All men will laud in tuneful song.

—Carl Hagensick