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Poem	v.23-28 L. M. Man's mortality, and Christ's eternity. It is the Lord our Savior's hand Weakens our strength amidst the race; Disease and death at his command Arrest us, and cut short our days. Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray, Nor let our sun go down at noon; Thy years are one eternal day, And must thy children die so soon? Yet in the midst of death and grief This thought our sorrow should assuage: Our Father and our Savior live; Christ is the same through every age. 'Twas he this earth's foundation laid; Heav'n is the building of his hand; This earth grows old, these heav'ns shall fade And all be changed at his command. The starry curtains of the sky, Like garments, shall be laid aside; But still thy throne stands firm on high, Thy church for ever must abide. Before thy face thy church shall live, And on thy throne thy children reign; This dying world shall they survive, And the dead saints be raised again.
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