"Tidens flykt och hjärtats tillflykt" - så löd titeln på en samling predikningar av prosten Harry Johnson. Om samma sak handlar texten (skickad av min far) på en farfarsklocka i Chester-katedralen i England, lämplig att meditera över så här i domssöndagstider:
When, as a child, I laughed and wept - Time crept.
When, as a youth, I dreamed and talked - Time walked.
When I became a full-grown man - Time ran.
And later as I older grew - Time flew.
Soon I shall find, while travelling on, - Time gone.
Will Christ have saved my soul, By then? - Amen.
When, as a youth, I dreamed and talked - Time walked.
When I became a full-grown man - Time ran.
And later as I older grew - Time flew.
Soon I shall find, while travelling on, - Time gone.
Will Christ have saved my soul, By then? - Amen.
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