1. Like a watch in the night,
a thousand years in Your sight
is but a day fleeting by.
How quickly we die!

Like the grass that is new —
springing forth in the dew,
yet soon withered and dry.
How quickly we die!

Relent, O Lord!
How long will it be
before You shed
Your love on me?
Restore our joy
during our remaining days,
be-fore the sleep of death
sweeps us away.

2. How short is our life.
Filled with sorrow, filled with pain —
Lord, the days, the pas-sing years,
they are filled with our tears.

Have mercy, O God.
Lift this weight, lift Your rod,
for we cannot long sustain
all the trials and pain.

Relent, O Lord!
Show compassion once again.
We confess our errors.
We know our sins!
Grant Your Grace, O God.
Hear our mis-'ry, hear our moans.
Shall our dying prayer to You,
be but a groan?

3. How short be our days.
Teach us truth, teach Your way,
that our lives might fulfill
Thy purpose, Thy will.
Thy purpose, Thy will.
Let us do Your will.



Copyright Stephen J. Pearson

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