Fleeting Years
It seemed just yesterday whistles blew ,
And sirens shrieked a mighty cheer .
When merry makers jammed the midnight streets
To welcome in the glad New Year .
Only a little while since then it seems
We faced the year with joyful heart .
And in the song and cheer of happy souls
Our festive spirits were apart .
We looked with bright prospects upon the year
To try what we had tried before
To give to Christ and to lost human kind
A yielded heart to serve Him more .
But now the year has swiftly fled away .
And we are left with little done .
The many tasks that we had planned to do ,
It seems that have just begun .
So swiftly flies the fleeting hours away ;
So soon the precious days are o’er ;
Unless we hasten in Master’s work ,
We’ll fail , just as we did before.
The old year’s gone , but – in thy hand the new .
Another chance has come and show .
As stewards of the year ,we must not fall
A faithful service to bestow .
We cannot stop the passing of the hours ,
Nor to our heart hold back the day .
Just as it came , so it must soon depart ,
And leave us on our weary way .
But one thing there is left for every man
Within harvest field to do ,
And Grace is giv’n to carry out God ‘s plan ,
Before the old year changes out God’s plan
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
Please Pray for Mary Carpenter and Frankie wilson and Billy Phillip