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THE TIME, MY SOUL, IS SHORT!

No time to linger by the way,
No time for ease, no time for play;
No time for earthly loves or joys,
No time for worldly cares or toys—
The time, my soul, is short!

No time to murmur or complain,
No time to heed the heart’s dull pain;
No time for tears or mournful song,
No time to ask, How far? How long?—
The time, my soul, is short!

Ah, yes! ’tis short—yet time enough
To run thy course, so steep and rough;
Just time to reap “the fields,” so white,
Before the coming of “the night”—
Just time, my soul, just time!

Just time to make thy heart more pure,
Just time to make thy “calling sure,”
Just time to enter through “the door,”
To reign with Christ for evermore—
Just time, my soul, just time!

GERTRUDE W. SEIBERT.

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— April 15, 1913 —