Teach me to number my days--
Swift as a shuttle through loom,
Quick as the trembling blink of an eye,
Vanish like mist into gloom.
Days that are golden with joy,
Days that are heavy with tears,
Losses and gain, pleasure and pain,
Weave me a picture of years.
Teach me to number my days,
Wisdom to dwell in my heart.
Purposeful, worshipful, guided by Thee,
My timeline is Thine to chart.
Fill all my moments with grace,
Never Thy love I'll forget,
Whatever comes, when all is done,
I'd not look back with regret.
Teach me to number my days--
Lord, rest Thy beauty on me,
Till I shall stand in Thy presence and praise,
Love Thee for eternity.
Psalm 90.
