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Come, let us anew our journey pursue,
Roll round with the year,
And never stand still till the Master appear.
His adorable will let us gladly fulfill,
And our talents improve,
By the patience of hope, and the labor of love.
Our life, as a dream, our time, as a stream
Glides swiftly away,
And the fugitive moments we would not delay.
Haste, haste ye along, dark moments be gone,
For the Jubilee year
Rushes on to our view, and its dawn is now here.
O at close of our day may each of us say,
“I have fought my way through;
I have finished the work thou didst give me to do!”
O that each from his Lord may receive the glad word,
“Well and faithfully done!
Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne!”
— January 1, 1897 —