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My flying years, time urges on

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #414 (1845) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 My flying years, time urges on; What's mortal must decay; My friends--my youth's companions gone, Can I expect to stay? 2 Can I exemption please, when death Projects his awful dart? Can med'cine then prolong my breath? Or virtue shield my heart? 3 Oh! no--then smooth, O Lord, the hour; On thee my hope depends: Support me with almighty pow'r, While dust to dust descend. 4 Then shall my soul, O gracious God! (While angels guard the way,) With rapture haste to thine abode, To dwell in endless day. 5 Thro' heaven, howe'er remote the bound, Thy love I'll then proclaim: And join the choir of saints that sound Their great Redeemer's name. Topics: Special Occasions The New Year Languages: English
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My flying years, time urges on

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #656 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 My flying years, time urges on; What's mortal must decay; My friends--my youth's companions gone, Can I expect to stay? 2 Can I exemption plead, when death Projects his awful dart? Can med'cine then prolong my breath? Or virtue shield my heart? 3 Oh! no--then smooth, O Lord, the hour; On thee my hope depends: Support me with almighty pow'r, While dust to dust descend. 4 Then shall my soul, O gracious God! (While angels guard the way,) With rapture haste to thine abode, To dwell in endless day. 5 Thro' heaven, howe'er remote the bound, Thy love I'll then proclaim: And join the choir of saints that sound Their great Redeemer's name. Topics: For the young and old; Old Age Scripture: Isaiah 46:4

My flying years, time urges on

Hymnal: The Providence Selection of Hymns, Supplementary to Dr. Watts. #d165 (1820)
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