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Fleeting Days 395b

Tune: Henry Goodwin Mann, 1869
Lyrics: Isaac Watts, 1707
Meter: Common Meter (8,6,8,6)
Time! what an empty vapor ‘tis!
Our days, how swift they are,–
Swift as an Indian arrow flies,
Or like a shooting star.

Our life is ever on the wing,
And death is ever nigh;
The moment when our lives begin,
We all begin to die.
Henry Goodwin Mann, of Meriwether County, Georgia, dated his song October 26, 1869.