1 Why should we boast of time to come,
Though but a single day;
This hour may fix our final doom,
Tho’ strong, and young, and gay.
2 The present we should now redeem,
This only is our own;
The past, alas! is all a dream,
The future is unknown.
3 O, think what vast concerns depend
Upon a moment’s space;
When life and all its cares shall end
In vengeance or in grace.
4 O, for that pow’r which melts the heart,
And lifts the soul on high,
Where sin, and grief, and death depart,
And pleasures never die.
Source: Gospel Praise Book.: a collection of choice gems of sacred song suitable for church service, gospel praise meetings, and family devotions. (Complete ed.) #189a