1 The time is short! the season near,
When death will us remove;
To leave our friends, however dear,
And all we fondly love.
2 The time is short! sinners beware,
Nor trifle time away;
The word of great salvation hear,
While it is call'd to-day.
3 The time is short! ye rebels, now
To Christ the Lord submit;
To mercy's golden sceptre bow,
And fall at Jesus' feet.
4 The time is short! ye saints rejoice--
The Lord will quickly come:
Soon shall you hear the Bridegroom's voice,
To call you to your home.
5 The time is short! it swiftly flies--
The hour is just at hand,
When we shall mount above the skies,
And reach the wish'ed-for land.
6 The time is sort--the moment near,
When we shall dwell above;
And be forever happy there,
With Jesus, whom we love.
Source: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #167
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