Poetry

Help me my God to know my time
How short it is
To measure it by days, not years,
By steps, not miles.
‘Tis but a sunrise, a sigh,
A sunset with a tear.
And thus we come and go,
We live and die.

Help me my God while time is,
To fill each moment with
Thy wisdom, love and grace.
With pilgrim feet to tread
The heavenly road with steady pace
Till time past and time no more shall be,
Eternity.