- While with ceaseless course the sun
Hasted through the former year,
Many souls their race have run,
Never more to meet us here;
- Fixed in an eternal fate,
They have done with all below;
We a little longer wait,
But how little—none can know.
- Thanks for mercies past receive,
Pardon of our sins renew;
Teach us henceforth how to live
With Eternity in view:
- Bless Thy Word to young and old,
Fill us with a Saviour’s love;
And when life’s short tale is told,
May we dwell with Thee above. Amen.