L. M.
Doddridge.
God of eternity! from Thee
Did infant time his being draw;
Moments and days, and months and years,
Revolve by Thine unvaried law.
Silent and swift they glide away:
Steady and strong the current flows,
Lost in eternity’s wide sea,
The boundless gulf from which it rose.
Great Source of wisdom! teach our hearts
To know the price of every hour,
That time may bear us on to joys
Beyond its measure and its power.
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