IW
Verse 1
And is this life prolong’d to me?
Are days and seasons given?
O let me then prepare to be
A fitter heir of heaven.
Verse 2
In vain these moments shall not pass,
These golden hours be gone:
Lord, I accept thine offered grace,
I bow before thy throne.
Verse 3
Now cleanse my soul from every sin,
By my Redeemer’s blood:
Now let my flesh and soul begin
The honours of my God.
Verse 4
Let me no more my soul beguile
With sin’s deceitful toys:
Let cheerful hope increasing still
Approach to heavenly joys.
Verse 5
My thankful lips shall loud proclaim
The wonders of thy praise,
And spread the savour of thy Name
Where’er I spend my days.
Verse 6
On earth let my example shine,
And when I leave this state,
May heaven receive this soul of mine
To bliss supremely great.