Text: | The swift-declining day |
Author: | Doddridge |
1 The swift-declining day,
How fast its moments fly!
While evening's broad and gloomy shade
Gains on the western sky.
2 Ye mortals! mark its pace,
And use the hours of light;
For know, its Maker can command
At once eternal night.
3 Give glory to the Lord,
Who rules the whirling sphere;
Submissive at his footstool bow,
And seek salvation there.
4 Then shall new luster break
Through death's impending gloom,
And lead you to unchanging light,
In your celestial home.
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First Line: | The swift-declining day |
Author: | Doddridge |
Meter: | S. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Topic: | Provisions of the Gospel: Warnings; Make no Delay |