Time Is Fleeting by A. M. A. Cornell

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jun 20, 1865

Time Is Fleeting.

By A. M. A. Cornell

TUNE—Life's Harvest.

How fast the time is fleeting, How swift it speeds away, As we are surely nearing The long-expected day. The day of Christ's appearing Is even at the doors, And we are almost counting The swiftly passing hours.

Events of solemn import, Are daily taking place, Without apparent effort, We meet them face to face. All these events are speaking, And bidding us prepare To be all ready—waiting, When Jesus shall appear.

No time have we for trifling, With earth's vain, fleeting toys, If we would be securing, Heaven's bright, enduring joys. Our High Priest pleads in Heaven, And offers his own blood, That we may be forgiven, And stand before our God.

But soon his work completed, Stern justice rules again, And Egypt's plagues repeated, Shall fall on living men. Oh, heed the warning given! And flee the wrath to come, Ere it is said in Heaven, Amen—the work is done.

Redemption's plan completed, The saints are saved at last. Their artful foe defeated, His long dark reign is past. Freed from his wiles forever, They shall in glory reign, And peace and joy shall ever Fill all that bright domain.

A. M. A. Cornell.