Abide Not in the Realm of Dreams

Abide not in the realm of dreams

O man

how­ev­er fair it seems;

But with clear eye the pre­sent scan

And hear the call of God and man.

Think not in sleep to fold thy hands

Forgetful of thy Lord’s com­mands;

From du­ty’s claims no life is free

Behold

to­day hath need of thee.

The pre­sent hour al­lots thy task

For pre­sent strength and pa­tience ask;

And trust His love whose sure sup­ply

Meets all thy need abun­dant­ly.