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417. Be Serious.
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Be serious! is th' impressive word,From every form around us heard!
But thoughtless man his way will keep,
And as he sows, his soul must reap!
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Life is a serious thing,—its flight,Rapid, from morn, to noon, and night!
To find our outward man decay,
And know we soon must pass away!
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To where? important thought! to where?Is it to joy, or to despair?
To bow with saints and spirits pure,
Or with the lost, heaven's frowns endure!
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It claims deep seriousness, to thinkWe stand on time's momentous brink!
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We shall, erelong, to death descend!
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It is a serious thing to dwell,Absent from God! that absence, hell!
A serious thing our souls to save!
There is no laughter in the grave!
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That hour of terrible dismay,The resurrection's solemn day!
Th' arch-angel's trump, that heaven will shake,
Shall not these serious thoughts awake?
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Must we with all the dead appear;Must we th' unchanging sentence hear;
The awful accents, “Come!” or “Go!”
Preludes to endless joy or woe?
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Such scenes expecting to arise,Let us be thoughtful, serious, wise!
And live like beings, still to be,
The Heirs of Immortality!
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