My sands of life are running fast

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1 My sands of life are running fast,
I can't recall one moment past;
I've much to do in little space,
O can I yet be saved by grace?
O can I yet one effort make?
I've much to do in little space,
O can I yet be saved by grace?
O can I yet one effort make?

2 Thus far the Lord has led me on,
and I am near my final home;
So I must halt, recount my thoughts,
And tell the world I'm saved by grace;
This effort is my choice to make.
So I must halt, recount my thoughts,
And tell the world I'm saved by grace;
This effort is my choice to make.



Source: The Sacred Harp: the best collection of sacred songs, hymns, odes, and anthems ever offered the singing public for general use (1991 rev.) #482

Author: H. Wood

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Author (vs. 2): A. M. Cagle

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First Line: My sands of life are running fast
Author: H. Wood (1869)
Author (vs. 2): A. M. Cagle (1966)
Meter: Irregular
Language: English

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