p. 59 | TIME SPEEDS AWAY

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Feb 16, 1869

TIME SPEEDS AWAY.

TIME speeds away, away, away, Another hour, another day, Another month, another year, Drops from us like the leaflet sear. Drops like the life-blood from the heart, The rose-bloom from the cheeks depart, The tresses from the temples fall, The eyes grow dim and strange to all.

Time speeds away, away, away, Like torrents in a stormy day, He undermines the stately tower, Uproots the tree, and swamps the flower. He tears from our distracted breasts The friends we loved, the friends that blessed, And leaves us weeping on the shore, To which they can return no more.

Time speeds away, away, away, No eagle through the sky of day, No winds along the hills can flee So swiftly or so smooth as he, Like fiery steeds from stage to stage, He bears us on from youth to age, Then plunges in the fearful sea Of fathomless eternity.

Time speeds away, away, away. O sinners, turn without delay, With rapid strides you onward go To meet the floods of coming woe. Make haste before the night shall come, Lest you in Heaven shall find no room, Then what will be your fearful state, To hear pronounced, Too late! too late?