ETERNITY. WULFFER. ETERNITY! Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! Eternity! Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! Eternity! Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! Eternity! Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! Came there a bird each thousandth year, One sand-grain from the hills to bear, When all had vanished, grain by grain, Eternity would still remain: Mark well, O man, Eternity! Eternity Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! As long as God shall God remain, Eternity Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! Eternity Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! The thought of thee in pain, how dread! Eternity Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! Who here lived poor and sore distressed, Now truly rich, with God doth rest! With joys consoled for all his ill, He lives to praise God's goodness still. Mark well, O man, Eternity! Eternity Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! A moment's pleasure sinners know, Through which they pass, to endless wo; A moment's wo the righteous taste, Through which to endless joy they haste : Mark well, O man, Eternity! Eternity! Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! Who looks to thee alone is wise, Eternity! Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! Who thinks on thee speaks thus with God, Eternity! Eternity! How long art thou, Eternity! "O man! I warn thee, think on me, Think oft on me, Eternity; For I the sinner's wo shall prove, Mark well, O man, Eternity! Asleep in Jesus blessed sleep, A voice within us speaks that startling word, Awake sweet harp of Judah wake, B Behold this ruin, 'twas a skull, 171 225 65 163 122 Breast the wave Christian, 170 Come, while the blossoms of thy years are brightest, 115 Dark was the long predicted night, For the strength of the hills we bless thee, 87 146 33 For thou wert born of woman, thou didst come, Freshly the cool breath of the coming eve, 160 98 God might have made the earth bring forth, 159 15 Happiness, thou lovely name, H Hear, Father hear, thy faint afflicted flock, 38 99 22 117 63 He that from dross would win the precious ore, 202 86 How goodly is the earth, 251 How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, |