To-day is added to our time,

Yet while we sing, it glides away;

How soon shall we be past our prime;

For where, alas! is yesterday?

Gone--gone into eternity:

There, every day in turn appears;

Tomorrow--O 'twill never be,

If we should live a thousand years!

Our time is all to-day, to-day,

The same, though changed;--and while it flies,

With still small voice the moments say--

"To-day, to-day, be wise, be wise!"

Then wisdom from above impart,

Lord God! send forth Thy light and truth,

To guide our feet, inform our heart,

And make us Christians from our youth.