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Hymn 223: Time grows not old with length of years

HYMN CCXXIII.

Time grows not old with length of years; Changes he brings but changes not; New born each moment he appears; We run our race, and are forgot.

Stars in perennial rounds return, As from eternity they came, And to eternity might burn; We are not for one hour the same.

Spring flowers renew their glad perfume, But ere a second spring they fly; Our life is longer than their bloom, Our bloom is sweeter,--yet we die.

Stars, like Spring-flowers, shall pass away; Time, like the stars, must cease to roll; We have what never can decay,-- Like flowers and stars and time,--a soul.

Lord God! when time shall end his flight, Stars set and flowers revive no more; May we behold Thy face in light, Thy love in Jesus Christ adore.