1 Time by moments steals away,
First the hour, and then the day,
Small the daily loss appears,
Yet it soon amounts to years;
Thus another year is flown,
Now it is no more our own;
If it brought or promised good,
Than the years before the flood.
2 But (may none of us forget)
It has left us much in debt;
Favors from the Lord received
Sins that have his spirit grieved,
Marked by an unerring hand,
In his book recorded stand;
Who can tell the vast amount,
Placed to each of our account?
3 Happy the believing soul!
Christ for you has paid the whole;
While you own the debt is large,
You may plead a full discharge;
But poor careless sinner, say,
What can you to justice pay?
Tremble, lest when life is past,
Into prison you be cast.
4 Will you still increase the score?
Still be careless as before;
Oh, forbid it, gracious Lord,
Touch their spirits by thy word,
Now in mercy to them show,
What a mighty debt they owe!
And their unbelief subdue,
Let them find forgiveness too.
5 Spared to see another year,
Let thy blessings meet us here;
Come, thy dying work revive,
Bid thy drooping garden thrive;
Sun of Righteousness arise!
Warm our hearts and bless our eyes!
Let our prayer thy bowels move,
Make this year a time of love.
Hymns and Spiritual Songs for the use of Christians, 1803
Newton, John, who was born in London, July 24, 1725, and died there Dec. 21, 1807, occupied an unique position among the founders of the Evangelical School, due as much to the romance of his young life and the striking history of his conversion, as to his force of character. His mother, a pious Dissenter, stored his childish mind with Scripture, but died when he was seven years old. At the age of eleven, after two years' schooling, during which he learned the rudiments of Latin, he went to sea with his father. His life at sea teems with wonderful escapes, vivid dreams, and sailor recklessness. He grew into an abandoned and godless sailor. The religious fits of his boyhood changed into settled infidelity, through the study of Shaftesbury and… Go to person page >
Display Title: Time, by Moments, Steals AwayFirst Line: Time, by moments, steals awayTune Title: MARY MAGDALENE (Sullivan)Author: John NewtonMeter: 77.77 DSource: Olney Hymns (London: W. Oliver, 1779), number 4