Boast Not Thyself of Tomorrow

Verse 1

Why should we boast of time to come, Though but a single day? This hour may fix our final doom, Though strong, and young, and gay.

Verse 2

The present we should now redeem; This only is our own; The past, alas! is all a dream; The future is unknown.

Verse 3

O think what vast concerns depend Upon a moment's space, When life and all its cares shall end In vengeance or in grace.

Verse 4

O for that power which melts the heart, And lifts the soul on high! Where sin and grief and death depart, And pleasures never die.