'Tis ours, the doubtful space t' improve, Lament the past, and onward move With future hope to Heav'n.

XLII.

1. Remark, my soul, the narrow bounds Of each revolving year;

How swift the weeks complete their rounds, How short the months appear!

2. So fast eternity comes on,

And that important day,

When, all that mortal life has done,
The JUDGMENT shall survey.

3. Yet like an idle tale we pass
The swift advancing year,
And study vari'd ways t' increase,

The speed of its career.

4. Waken, O Lord, the slumb'ring breast, Its great concern to see,

That we may act the Christian's part,
And give the year to thee.

XLIII.

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1. Again with unremitting speed

TIME hath his annual circle run;

Thus years shall pass, and years succeed, Till TIME's vast pilgrimage is done.

2. Tho' TIME with swift and silent range Unnotic'd, flits his onward way,

Yet Nature feels the constant change,
And marks his progress with decay.

3. But Man, regardless of his fate,
While flowing years his portion fill,
Too thoughtless, adds another date,
And lives as if his time stood still.

4. Short is the space since life began, And shorter may its remnant be; At best, 'tis but a little span,

A moment to ETERNITY.

5. Yet vast events that span contains,
And boundless scenes before us lie;
An endless bliss or woe remains,
As mortals learn to live and die.

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6. A YEAR is gone,-the past review :
Almighty goodness fills the space.
A YEAR begins,-begin anew

The Song of Praise, the Life of Grace.
XLIV.

1. Another YEAR, how swiftly run!
Another YEAR, how soon begun!
And thus our life we spend,
Just like a story briefly told ;
We're born, and live, and soon grow old,
And soon our days we end.

2. How vain alas! the prospect seems,
And only fill'd with airy dreams,
And life's fantastic joys;

The same dull round of pleasure now,
Anon, of grief, and pain, and woe,
Thus Life our YEAR employs.

3. And were this all we well might say
"I loath it, nor would live alway,
Tir'd of the world and sin,'

But Patience softly cries, "I'll wait
The days of my appointed state,

For soon shall Heaven begin.".

4. Thy fleeting days, my soul, improve ; In works of faith and holy love

Thy Saviour glorify;

Soon shalt thou sin and woe resign,
Soon in his beauteous image shine
To all ETERNITY.

XLV.

1. The icy chains that bound the earth
Are now dissolv'd and gone;
Wak'd by the Sun, the blooming SPRING
Puts his new verdure on.

2. Where awful desolation reign'd
Glad plenty rears her head,
Exulting, with a smile, to see
Her late destroyer fled.

3. Teeming with life, th' advancing sun Protracts the falling day;

Grand light of Heaven, he seems to wish To make a longer stay.

4. In every scene, my soul, admire
The wisdom and the power:
Behold thy God in every plant,
And every op'ning flow'r.

5. Yet in his word the God of grace
Has wrote a fairer name,
The wonders of redeeming love
Still nobler praises claim.

XLVI.

1. From winter's barren clods,
From winter's joyless waste,
The SPRING in sudden youth appears,
With blooming beauty grac'd.

2. How balmy is the air,

How warm the solar beams! Whilst to refresh the ground, the rains Descend in gentle streams.

3. Great God, at thy command

Seasons in order rise;

Thy pow'r and love in concert reign Thro' earth, and sea, and skies.