Abide not in the realm of dreams,

O man, however fair it seems;

But with clear eye the present scan,

And hear the call of God and man.



Think not in sleep to fold thy hands,

Forgetful of thy Lords commands;

From dutys claims no life is free,

Behold, today hath need of thee.



The present hour allots thy task,

For present strength and patience ask;

And trust His love Whose sure supply

Meets all thy need abundantly.