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HYMN 76. C.M.
Frail life, and succeeding eternity. (cont.)

7	Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense,    To walk this dang'rous road; And if our souls are hurried hence,    May they be found with God.

HYMN 77. C.M.
Time is short.

1	THE time is short! the season near,    When death will us remove; To leave our friends, however dear,    And all we fondly love.
2	The time is short! sinners, beware,    Nor trifle time away; The word of great salvation hear,    While it is call'd to-day.
3	The time is short! ye rebels, now    To Christ the Lord submit; To mercy's golden sceptre bow,    And fall at Jesu's feet.
4	The time is short! ye saints, rejoice;    The Lord will quickly come: Soon shall ye hear the Bridegroom's voice,    To call you to your home.
5	The time is short! it swiftly flies,    The hour is just at hand; When we shall mount above the skies,    And reach the wish'd-for land.
6	The time is short! the moment near,    When we shall dwell above; And be for ever happy there,    With Jesus, whom we love.

HYMN 78. L.M.
Eternity.

1	ETERNITY! stupendous theme! Compar'd herewith our life's a dream:

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HYMN 78. L.M.
Eternity. (cont.)

1	Eternity! O awful sound, 'Adeep, where all our thoughts are drown'd!'
2	Eternity! the dread abode, And habitation of our God; His glory fills the vast expanse, Beyond the reach of mortal sense.
3	But an eternity there is Of dreadful woe, or joyful bliss: And, swift as time fulfils its round, We to eternity are bound.
4	What countless millions of mankind Have left this fleeting world behind! They're gone; but where ? — ah! pause and see, Gone to a long eternity.
5	Sinner, can'st thou forever dwell In all the fiery deeps of hell; And is death nothing, then, to thee; Death, and a dread eternity?
6	Ye gracious souls, with joy look up; In Christ rejoice, your glorious hope; This everlasting bliss secures; God and eternity are yours.

HYMN 79. L.M.
Eternal Life.

1	ETERNAL life! how sweet the sound To sinners, who deserve to die! Proclaim the bliss the world around, And shout the joys, ye worlds, on high.
2	Eternal life! how will it reign, When, mounting from this breathless clod, The soul discharged from sin and pain, Ascends t' enjoy its Father, God!
3	Eternal life! how will it bloom In beauty on that blissful day,