572 | Laudes Domini#573 | 574 |
Text: | New Year |
Author: | John Newton |
Tune: | BENEVENTO |
Composer: | S. Webbe |
1 While, with ceaseless course, the sun
Hasted through the former year,
Many souls their race have run,
Nevermore to meet us here:
Fixed in an eternal state,
They have done with all below;
We a little longer wait,
But how little none can know.
2 As the winged arrow flies
Speedily the mark to find;
As the lightning from the skies
Darts, and leaves no trace behind,
Swiftly thus our fleeting days
Bear us down life's rapid stream;
Upward, Lord, our spirits raise,
All below is but a dream.
3 Thanks for mercies past receive;
Pardon of our sins renew;
Teach us henceforth how to live,
With eternity in view:
Bless thy word to young and old;
Fill us with a Saviour's love;
And, when life's short tale is told,
May we dwell with thee above!
Text Information | |
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First Line: | While, with ceaseless course, the sun |
Title: | New Year |
Author: | John Newton |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1890 |
Topic: | Miscellaneous; New Year; Year, Close of |