Our time is speeding swiftly by,
And days are telling into years,
And every passing moment bears
The impress of Eternity.
Oh give us, Lord, the single eye
To read the message each one bears,
Till even through a rain of tears
The bow of promise we descry.
Nor do we pray for mirth and ease—
For God shall teach in many ways,
And well we know the things that raise
Are better than the things that please.
But give us humble hearts to see
The deeper life of love, and know
We climb the highest when we bow
In lowly, sweet simplicity.