Pink Lily with Take time for the tender word and Awake our souls, away our fears

Take time for the tender word,
Take time, lest a heart should break,
Take time to say that your own is stirred,
Take time for the Master’s sake.

Take time for the upward look,
Take time for the whispered pray’r;
Take time to seek in the old, old book,
The comfort which lightens care.

Take time for the land beyond,
Take time for its hills are nigh;
Take time to view it with longing fond,
For all must take time to die.

Chorus
Take time, take time,
Take time lest your haste ye rue;
Take time for living while yet in life,
Take time for the pure and true.
                       Jessie Brown Pounds


  Awake our souls, away our fears,
  Let ev’ry trembling thought be gone;
Awake and run the heavenly race,
  And put a cheerful courage on.

  True, ‘tis a strait and thorny road,
  And mortal spirits tire and faint;
But they forget the mighty God,
  Who feeds the strength of every saint.

  The mighty God, whose matchless power
  Is ever new and ever young,
And firm endures, while endless years
  Their everlasting circles run.

  From Thee, the overflowing spring,
  Our souls shall drink a fresh supply;
While such as trust their native strength
  Shall melt away, and droop, and die.

  Swift as an eagle cuts the air,
  We’ll mount aloft to Thine abode;
On wings of love our souls shall fly,
  Nor tire amidst the heavenly road!
        Rev. Isaac Watts