CXXXIII. Misimprovement of Time

1 How short and hasty is our life!
How vast our soul's affairs!
Yet senseless mortals vainly strive,
To lavish out their years.

2 Our days run thoughtlessly along,
Without a moment's stay;
Just like a story or a song,
We pass our lives away.

3 God from on high invites us home,
But we march heedless on,
And ever hast'ning to the tomb,
Stoop downwards as we run.

4 How we deserve the deepest hell,
That slight the joys above!
What chains of vengeance should we feel,
That break such cords of love.

5 Draw us, O God, with sov'reign grace,
And lift our thoughts on high,
That we may end this mortal race,
And see salvation nigh.

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First Line: How short and hasty is our life
Title: Misimprovement of Time
Author: Dr. Watts
Publication Date: 1790
Meter: Long Metre
Topic: After Sermon
Language: English
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