| Text: | To-morrow, Lord, is Thine |
| Tune: | STATE STREET |
| Composer: | J. C. Woodman |
1 To-morrow, Lord, is Thine,
Lodged in Thy sovereign hand;
And if its sun arise and shine,
It shines by Thy command.
2 The present moment flies
And bears our life away;
O, make Thy servants truly wise,
That they may live to-day.
3 Since on this fleeting hour
Eternity is hung,
Awake, by Thine almighty power,
The aged and the young.
4 One thing demands our care;
O, be that still pursued,
Lest, slighted once, the season fair
Should never be renewed.
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | To-morrow, Lord, is Thine |
| Publication Date: | 1865 |
| Notes: | Public Domain |
| Tune Information | |
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| Name: | STATE STREET |
| Composer: | J. C. Woodman |
| Meter: | S. M. |
| Key: | A♭ Major |