1 The days are swiftly going by,
The fleeting, passing moments say;
With rapid wing they speed away,
Nor in their onward journey stay.

Refrain:
Thy grace, O Lord, on us bestow,
Teach us the ways of sin to shun;
Give us the joys of Heav’n to know,
When life’s short race with us is run.

2 The morning light but scarcely breaks
Before the night’s dark gloom appears;
An everlasting flight it takes,
And joins the dead and buried years. [Refrain]

3 Life is a day that soon is o’er,
A span of time that quickly flies;
And then we sleep, to dream no more
Till resurrection’s morn we rise. [Refrain]