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Short is the time we here may pass, And life is transient too, Like the brief flowret of the grass, Or like the morning dew.

With trembling awe, thy power I see, Thy boundless mercy sing, Few words become a child like me    Before so great a King.

Teach me thy precepts to fulfil, To trust a Saviour's love, To yield to thy most righteous will And seek a home above.

 

When first my infant feet essay'd, The movements of my will to aid, Parents and friends with watchful eye To guard my tottering steps would fly. 