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Psalm 90:12.
And now, my soul, another year
Of thy short life is past;
I can not long continue here,
And this may be my last.
2 Much of my hasty life is gone,
Nor will return again:
And swift my passing moments run,
The few that yet remain.
3 Awake, my soul; with utmost care
Thy true condition learn;
What are thy hopes? how sure? how fair?
What is thy great concern?
4 Behold, another year begins;
Set out afresh for heaven;
Seek pardon for thy former sins,
In Christ so freely given.
5 Devoutly yield thyself to God,
And on his grace depend;
With zeal pursue the heavenly road,
Nor doubt a happy end.