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297 Lucas


Come, let us anew 
Our journey pursue,
Roll round with the year,
And never stand still till the Master appear:
His adorable will
Let us gladly fulfil,
And our talents improve,
By the patience of hope, and the labor of love.

Our life is a dream;
Our time, as a stream,
Glides swiftly away,
And the fugitive moment refuses to stay:
The arrow is flown,
The moment is gone,
The millennial year
Rushes on to our view and eternity's here.

Oh that each in the day
Of His coming, may say,
"I have fought my way through;
I have finished the work which Thou gav'st me to do,"
Oh that each from his Lord
May receive the glad word,
"Well and faithfully done,
Enter into My joy, and sit down on My throne."


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