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Our life's a flying shadow, God's the pole,
The index pointing at Him is our soul;
Death read more
Our life's a flying shadow, God's the pole,
The index pointing at Him is our soul;
Death the horizon, when our sun is set,
Which will through Christ a resurrection get.
Begone about your business.
Begone about your business.
True as the dial to the sun,
Although it be not shin'd upon.
True as the dial to the sun,
Although it be not shin'd upon.
Once at a potent leader's voice I stayed;
Once I went back when a good monarch prayed;
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Once at a potent leader's voice I stayed;
Once I went back when a good monarch prayed;
Mortals, howe'er we grieve, howe'er deplore,
The flying shadow will return no more.
I must work the works of him that sent me, while it is day: the
night cometh, when no read more
I must work the works of him that sent me, while it is day: the
night cometh, when no man can work.
Amende to-day and slack not,
Deythe cometh and warneth not,
Tyme passeth and speketh not.
Amende to-day and slack not,
Deythe cometh and warneth not,
Tyme passeth and speketh not.
Be ye angry, and sin not: let not the sun go down upon your
wrath: Neither give place to read more
Be ye angry, and sin not: let not the sun go down upon your
wrath: Neither give place to the devil.
If o'er the dial glides a shade, redeem
The time for lo! it passes like a dream;
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If o'er the dial glides a shade, redeem
The time for lo! it passes like a dream;
But if 'tis all a blank, then mark the loss
Of hours unblest by shadows from the cross.
Give God thy heart, thy service, and thy gold; The day wears on,
and time is waxing old.
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Give God thy heart, thy service, and thy gold; The day wears on,
and time is waxing old.
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