OPPORTUNITY.
Time is ever swiftly fleeting,Unimproved by scores of men;Opportunities are passingThat we’ll never have again;Many things we may accomplish,As the hours go speeding on,If we but improve each moment,Ere the precious time is gone.There are many hearts about us,That a loving word might cheer;There are many dear ones with us,That ere long may not be here:Let us then be wise and thoughtful,As our course we journey on,Striving for the good of othersEre the precious time is gone.
Time is ever swiftly fleeting,Unimproved by scores of men;Opportunities are passingThat we’ll never have again;Many things we may accomplish,As the hours go speeding on,If we but improve each moment,Ere the precious time is gone.There are many hearts about us,That a loving word might cheer;There are many dear ones with us,That ere long may not be here:Let us then be wise and thoughtful,As our course we journey on,Striving for the good of othersEre the precious time is gone.
Time is ever swiftly fleeting,Unimproved by scores of men;Opportunities are passingThat we’ll never have again;Many things we may accomplish,As the hours go speeding on,If we but improve each moment,Ere the precious time is gone.
There are many hearts about us,That a loving word might cheer;There are many dear ones with us,That ere long may not be here:Let us then be wise and thoughtful,As our course we journey on,Striving for the good of othersEre the precious time is gone.