First Line: Days and moments quickly flying,

Days and moments quickly flying,
Blend the living with the dead ;
Soon will you and I be lying
Each within our narrow bed.

2 Soon our souls to God who gave them
Will have sped their rapid flight ;
Able now by grace to save them —
Oh, that while we can we might !

3 Jesus, Infinite Redeemer,
Maker of this mortal frame,
Teach, oh, teach us to remember
What we are, and whence we came.
Life passeth soon ; Death draweth near :
Keep us, good Lord, till Thou appear ;
For Thee to live, in Thee to die, [Amen.
With Thee to reign through Eternity.