|Stanza||Poetry Source by First Line|
Our life is ever on the wing,
And death is ever nigh,
The moment when our life begins
We all begin to die.
Time! what an empty Vapour 'tis!, Stanza 3
Then the eternal spirit guides,
Our souls by day and night,
And when we reach the heavínly land
Our souls shall be at rest.
Then the eternal spirits guides,, Stanza 1