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 fulfil; And our talents improve By the patience of hope, And the labour of love. Our life is a dream; Our time, as a stream, Glides swiftly away; And the fugitive moment Refuses to stay. The arrow is flown, The moment is gone, The millennial year Rushes on to our view, And eternity's here. O that each in the day Of his coming may say, "I have fought my way through, "I have finished the work "Thou didst give me to do!"