My Span of Life Will Soon Be Done

My span of life will soon be done

The pass­ing mo­ments say;

As length­en­ing sha­dows o’er the mead

Proclaim the close of day.

O that my heart might dwell aloof

From all cre­at­ed things

And learn that wis­dom from ab­ove

Whence true con­tent­ment springs!

Courage

my soul! thy bit­ter cross

In eve­ry tri­al here

Shall bear thee to thy heav­en ab­ove

But shall not en­ter there.

Courage

my soul

on God re­ly;

Deliverance soon will come;

A thou­sand ways has Pro­vi­dence

To bring be­liev­ers home.