Christ My Song - 600
The time is short! - Linger not
(Horatius Bonar/Johannes Thomas Rüegg)
2. Shake off earth's sloth!
Go forth with staff in hand while yet 'tis day,
set out with girded loins upon thy way, –
up, linger not!
3. Fold not thy hands!
What has the pilgrim of the cross and crown
to do with luxury or couch of down? –
On, pilgrim, on!
4. Sheathe not the sword!
The battle lies before thee, and the prize
hangs yonder, far above these earthly skies;
fight the good fight!
5. Life ebbs apace!
Fast crumbles down this house of mortal clay;
fling not, like dust, thy precious hours away:
the end is near.
6. Faint not, O man!
Follow the Master through the noble strife,
pursue his footsteps till they end in life:
be strong in him.
7. With his reward
he comes, he tarries not, his day is near;
when men look least for him will he be here:
prepare for him.
8. Let not the flood
sweep thy firm feet from the eternal rock;
face calmly, solemnly, the billow's shock;
nor fear the storm.
9. Withstand the foe;
die daily, that for ever thou mayst live:
be faithful unto death; thy Lord will give
the crown of life.
Horatius Bonar, The Song of the New Creation, 1872, 160-161.