Another day is past, The hours forever fled

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Another day is past, The hours forever fled

Author: Anne Steele
Tune: [Another day is past]
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I. Another day is past,
The hours for ever fled,
And time is bearing me in haste,
To mingle with the dead.

II. Perhaps my closing eyes
No more may hail the light,
Seal'd up, before the morning rise,
In everlasting night.

III. But I've a part to live,
A never dying ray,
The soul, immortal, will survive
The ruins of her clay.

IV. This mortal frame must lie
Unconscious in the tomb,
But oh! where will my spirit fly,
And what will be her doom?

V. On the tremendous brink
Of vast eternity,
Where souls with strange amazement shrink,
What will my prospect be?

VI. When the dark gulph below,
With death and horror fraught,
Reveals its scenes of endless woe—
Oh dreadful, dreadful thought!

VII. But lo! yon shining skies
Beam down a chearful ray,
And bid my drooping hopes arise
To glorious realms of day.

VIII. 'Tis there my Saviour lives,
My Lord, my life, my light;
His blissful name my soul revives—
Adieu to death and night.

IX. He conquer'd death and hell,
And victorious love
Shall bear his ransom'd friends, to dwell
In his bright courts above.

X. Jesus! and art thou mine?
O let thy heav'nly voice
Confirm my hope with pow'r divine,
And bid my soul rejoice.

XI. Then shall my closing eyes,
Contended, sink to rest;
For if to night this body lies,
My spirit shall be blest.

Source: Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional, Vol. 1 #56

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Author: Anne Steele

Anne Steele was the daughter of Particular Baptist preacher and timber merchant William Steele. She spent her entire life in Broughton, Hampshire, near the southern coast of England, and devoted much of her time to writing. Some accounts of her life portray her as a lonely, melancholy invalid, but a revival of research in the last decade indicates that she had been more active and social than what was previously thought. She was theologically conversant with Dissenting ministers and "found herself at the centre of a literary circle that included family members from various generations, as well as local literati." She chose a life of singleness to focus on her craft. Before Christmas in 1742, she declined a marriage proposal from contemporar… Go to person page >

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First Line:	Another day is past, The hours forever fled
Author:	Anne Steele
Source:	Curtis's Coll.
Language:	English
Refrain First Line:	And that shall ever be for ever and ever
Copyright:	Public Domain