Hymn 405
Tomorrow, Lord, is Thine
Tirẹ l’lọla Baba
- Tomorrow, Lord, is Thine
Lodged in Thy sovereign hand;
And if its sun arise and shine,
It shines by Thy command. - The present moment flies,
And bears our life away;
O make Thy servants truly wise,
That they may live today. - Since on this wingèd hour
Eternity is hung,
Waken, by Thine almighty power,
The agèd and the young. - One thing demands our care,
O be it still pursued;
Lest, slighted once, the season fair
Should never be renewed. - To Jesus may we fly
Swift as the morning light,
Lest life’s young golden beam should die
In sudden, endless night. Amen.