Remark, my soul, the narrow bound
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Remark, my soul, the narrow boundOf each revolving year;How swift the weeks complete their round!How short the months appear!
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So fast eternity comes on,And that important dayWhen all that mortal life hath doneGod's judgment shall survey.
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Awake, O God, my careless heartIts great concerns to see,That I may act the Christian's part,And give the years to thee.