The Voice of Praise ‎#908

908. Behold, my soul, the narrow bound

1 Behold, my soul, the narrow bound
Of the revolving year:
How swift the weeks complete their round,
How short the months appear.

2 So fast eternity comes on,
And that important day,
When all that mortal life has done
God's judgment shall survey.

3 Yet, like an idle tale, we spend
The swift-advancing year;
And study artful ways to mend
The speed of its career.

4 Waken, O God! my trifling heart,
Its great concern to see;
That I may act the Christian part,
And give the year to thee.

5 So shall their course more grateful roll,
If future years arise;
Or this shall bear my happy soul
To joy that never dies.

Text Information

• First Line: Behold, my soul, the narrow bound
• Author: Doddridge
• Meter: C. M.
• Publication Date: 1873
• Topic: Time and Eternity; Shortness of Time

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