1 O what is life? 'tis like a flower
That blossoms and is gone;
It flourishes its little hour,
With all its beauty on;
Death comes, and, like a wintry day,
It cuts the lovely flower away.
2 O, what is life? 'Tis like the bow
That glistens in the sky:
We love to see its colors glow,
But while we look they die:
Life fails as soon: to-day 'tis here;
To-morrow it may disappear.
3 Lord, what is life? If spent with thee,
In humble praise and prayer,
How long or short our life may be
We feel no anxious care;
Though life depart, our joys shall last
When life and all its joys are past.
Source: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book: for use in divine worship #966