The flow'rs that beautified the field,

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    CGS No.: 
    543

    Verse 1
    The flow'rs that beautified the field,
    That looked tender and fresh
    When touched by sickle, it will die;
    It falls and withers off.

    Verse 2
    This example is fit for us
    According to God's word;
    Let young and old take heed and know
    That they are but like grass.

    Verse 3
    Put not your trust on fleeting breath,
    Call not your times your own;
    Around, we see sickle of death
    Cut down thousands of souls.

    Verse 4
    Those who are spared until this day
    Soon, life will also end;
    Prepare, be wise before the time
    The death angel will come.

    Verse 5
    The grass, when dead, will wake no more
    Die, thou, that thou may live,
    What, if death were the door that leads
    To everlasting pain.

    Verse 6
    O Lord, help us answer Thy call,
    Let us depart from sin
    And when we fall down like the grass
    Let our souls come to Thee.