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1 Now Lord, another of thy days
I have on earth enjoy'd,
But ah, how little to thy praise,
My heart has been employ'!
2 Tho' I have heard thy holy word,
And in thy worship join'd,
Alas, how little of it, Lord,
Remains upon my mind!
3 Wast thou to call me to account,
What I have gain'd this day;
How low the product would amount,
I tremble, Lord to say!
4 Much like the barren heath am I,
Tho' oft refresh'd with rain,
Still it continues hard and dry,
And fruitless doth remain.
5 For Jesus' sake my fruitlessness,
Remember, Lord no more;
And whilst my guilt I here confess,
Purge out my heinous score.
6 And e'en my soul shall be undrest,
To take its last remove;
O fit me for tht glorious rest
Thou hast prepar'd above.Source: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns: done under the appointment of the Philadelphian Association #CCXL