CXXXI. The swift declining day

1 The swift declining day,
How fast its moments fly!
While evening's broad and gloomy shade
Spreads o'er the western sky.

2 Ye mortals, mark its pace,
And use the hours of light;
And know its Maker can command
An instantaneous night.

3 His word blots out the sun
In its meridian blaze,
And cuts from smiling vigorous youth
The remnant of its days.

4 On the dark mountain's brow
Your feet shall quickly slide,
And from its airy summit dash
Your momentary pride.

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First Line: The swift declining day
Language: English
Publication Date: 1789
Topic: Repentance and Pardon: Now is the Day of Salvation
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