Hymnal ‎#327

327. To-morrow, Lord, is Thine

1 To-morrow, Lord, is Thine,
Lodged in Thy sovereign hand;
And if its sun arise and shine,
It shines by Thy command.

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

3 Since on this wingèd hour
Eternity is hung,
Waken, by Thine Almighty power,
The aged and the young.

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

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

Text Information

• First Line: To-morrow, Lord, is Thine
• Meter: S. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1871
• Topic: Family Worship
• Notes: Now Public Domain.

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