565. L. M. Doddridge. Close of the Year.

1 God of eternity! from Thee
Did infant time his being draw;
Moments and days, and months and years,
Revolve by Thine unvaried law.

2 Silent and swift they glide away:
Steady and strong the current flows,
Lost in eternity's wide sea,
The boundless gulf from which it rose.

3 Great Source of wisdom! teach our hearts
To know the price of every hour,
That time may bear us on to joys
Beyond its measure and its power.