Text: | Life and Eternity |
1 Thee we adore, eternal Name,
And humbly own to Thee,
How feeble is our mortal Frame,
What dying Worms we be!
2 Our wasting Lives grow shorter still,
As months and days increase,
And every beating pulse we tell
Leaves one the number less.
3 The year rolls round, and steals away
The Breath that first it gave;
Whate'er we do, where'er we be,
We're trav'ling to the grave.
4 Dangers stand thick thro' all the ground
To push us to the tomb;
And fierce diseases wait around,
To hurry mortals home.
5 Great God! on what a slender thread
Hang everlasting things;
Th' eternal states of all the dead
Upon Life's feeble strings.
6 Infinite joy, or endless woe,
Attends on every breath;
And yet how unconcern'd we go
Upon the brink of death!
7 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense,
To walk this dang'rous road;
And if our souls are hurried hence,
May they be found with God.
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First Line: | Thee we adore, eternal Name |
Title: | Life and Eternity |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1774 |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |