Author: Jane Taylor Appears in 68 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Like shadows gliding o'er the plain,
Or clouds that roll successive on,
Man's busy generations pass,
And while we gaze, their forms are gone.
2 We live, we die: behold the sum
Of good or ill on life's fair page;
Alike in God's all-seeing eye,
The infant's day, the patriarch's age.
3 O Father, in whose mighty hand
The boundless years and ages lie,
Teach us thy boon of life to prize,
And use the moments as they fly. Topics: Death and Resurrection Used With Tune: FEDERAL STREET
Like shadows gliding o'er the plain