The angel whom I saw stand upon the sea and upon the earth lifted up his hand to Heaven, and swore by Him that liveth for ever and ever… that there should be time no longer: Revelation 10:5–7
Words: Benjamin Beddome (1717–1795). Published posthumously in Hymns Adapted to Public Worship (London: Burton & Briggs, 1818), number 749.
Time No Longer.
If you know where to get a good picture of Beddome (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
Saints, behold the mighty angel,
Standing on the earth and sea;
Lo, his hand he lifts to Heaven,
Swears that time no more shall be:
Where shall now the sinner flee?
Short is time, e’en at the longest,
Man’s frail life is shorter still;
All his days are full of sorrow,
That will soon their course fulfil:
Who performs his Maker’s will.
May the awful hour approaching,
Sink within my thoughtless mind,
So that when l hence am summoned,
Cheerful I may feel resigned:
At that moment,
Let me, Lord, Thy mercy find!