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My days, my weeks, my months, my years
Hymnal: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) #98 (1854) Meter: 8.8.6 Lyrics:
1.
My days, my weeks, my months, my years,
Fly rapid as the whirling spheres
Around the steady pole;
Time, like the tide, its motion keeps,
And I must launch through endless deeps,
Where endless ages roll.
2.
The grave is near, the cradle seen,
How swift the moments pass between,
And whisper as they fly;
Unthinking man, remember this,
Though fond of sublunary bliss,
That you must groan and die.
3.
My soul, attend the solemn call,
Thine earthly tent must shortly fall
And thou must take thy flight
Beyond the vast expansive blue,
To sing above as angels do.
Or sink in endless night.
Languages: English Tune Title: KINGWOOD
My days, my weeks, my months, my years
My days, my weeks, my months, my years
Hymnal: The Book of Worship #413 (1867) Lyrics: 1 My days, my weeks, my months, my years,
Fly rapid as the whirling spheres
Around the steady pole;
Time, like the tide, its motion keeps,
And I shall launch through endless deeps,
Where endless ages roll.
2 The grave is near the cradle seen,
How swift the moments pass between!
And whisper as they fly--
Unthinking man, remember this,
Thou, 'midst thy sublunary bliss,
Must groan, and gasp, and die!
3 But shall my soul be then extinct,
And cease to be, or cease to think?
Great God! it cannot be;
Thou, soul immortal! canst not die;
What wilt thou do, or whither fly,
When death shall set thee free?
4 My soul, attend the solemn call;
Thine earthly tents must quickly fall
And thou must take thy flight
Beyond the vast extensive blue,
To love and sing as angels do,
Or sink in endless night. Topics: Life Its Brevity Languages: English
My days, my weeks, my months, my years
My days, my weeks, my months, my years
Author: Green Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #904 (1873) Lyrics: 1 My days, my weeks, my months, my years,
Fly rapid as the whirling spheres
Around the steady pole:
Time, like the tide, its motion keeps,
Till I must launch through boundless deeps,
Where endless ages roll.
2 The grave is near the cradle seen:
The moments swiftly pass between,
And whisper as they fly:
Unthinking man, remember this,
Though fond of sublunary bliss,
Thou soon must gasp and die.
3 My soul, attend the solemn call:
Thine earthly tent must quickly fall,
And thou must take thy flight
Beyond the vast expansive blue,
To sing and love as angels do,
Or sink in endless night. Topics: Time and Eternity; The Swiftness of Time
My days, my weeks, my months, my years
My days, my [and] weeks, my [and] months, my [and] years
Author: T. Green Hymnal: Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs #XXI (1794) Languages: English
My days, my [and] weeks, my [and] months, my [and] years
My days, my weeks, my months, my years
Author: Anon. Hymnal: The Choice #S134 (1856)
My days, my weeks, my months, my years
My days, my weeks, my months, my years
Hymnal: Dupuy's Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Rev. corr. and enl.) #S116 (1843) Languages: English
My days, my weeks, my months, my years
My days, my weeks, my months, my years
Hymnal: Hymn Book of the Methodist Protestant Church #S12 (1859) Languages: English
My days, my weeks, my months, my years
My days, my weeks, my months, my years
Author: Anon. Hymnal: The Choice #S134 (1833)
My days, my weeks, my months, my years
My days, my weeks, my months, my years
Hymnal: Hymn Book of the Methodist Protestant Church. (11th ed.) #S12 (1868) Languages: English
My days, my weeks, my months, my years
My days, my weeks, my months, my years
Hymnal: A Collection of original and select hymns and spiritual songs #CXXXI (1807)
My days, my weeks, my months, my years
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