And side by side our course we take.
To-day is thine what God hath given,
To-morrow may be first day’s heaven.
He who sleeps both night and day,
The cost of idleness must pay.
To waste thy time is bad enough,
But that of others, mortal, rough.
Man, treat me with reverence,
With time there’s no severance.
I mark the hours as they come,