| Text: | While with ceaseless course the sun |
| Author: | John Newton |
| Tune: | BENEVENTO |
| Composer: | Samuel Webbe |
1 While with ceaseless course the sun
Hasted through the former year,
Many souls their race have run,
Never more 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 wingèd 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.
Amen.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | While with ceaseless course the sun |
| Author: | John Newton (1774) |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1899 |
| Topic: | New Year |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |
| Tune Information | |
|---|---|
| Name: | BENEVENTO |
| Composer: | Samuel Webbe |
| Meter: | 7s D. |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |