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192 1 TIME by moments steals away, First the hour, and then the day ; Small the daily loss appears, Yet it soon amounts to years : Thus another year is flown, Now it is no more our own, If it brought or promised good, Than the years before the flood.

2 But (may none of us forget) It has left us much in debt ; Favours from the Lord received, Sins that have his Spirit grieved, Mark d by an unerring hand, In his book recorded stand ; Who can tell the vast amount Placed to each of our account ?

3 Happy the believing soul ! Christ for you has paid the whole ; While you own the debt is large, You may plead a full discharge : But, poor careless sinner, say, What can you to justice pay ? Tremble, lest, when life is past, Into prison you be cast !

4 Will you still increase the score ? Still be careless as before ? Oh, forbid it, gracious Lord, Touch their spirits by thy word ! Now, in mercy to them show What a mighty debt they owe ! All their unbelief subdue : Let them find forgiveness too.

5 Spared to see another year, Let thy blessing meet us here ; Come, thy dying work revive, Bid thy drooping garden thrive :