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CXXXVI. To-morrow, Lord, is thine

1 To-morrow, Lord, is thine,
Lodg'd in thy sovereign hand;
And if its sun arise and shine,
It shines by thy command.

2 The perfect moment flies,
And bears our life away;
O make thy servants truly wise,
That they may live to day.

3 One thing demands our care;
O be it still pursu'd!
Lest, slighted once, the season fair
Should never be renew'd.

4 To thee O may we fly,
Swift as the morning light!
Lest life's young golden beams should die
In sudden, endless night.

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First Line: To-morrow, Lord, is thine
Language: English
Publication Date: 1789
Topic: Life, Death, and a future State: So teach us to number our Days, that we may apply our Hearts unto Wisdom
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