Two little lines I heard one day,
Traveling along life’s busy way;
Bringing conviction to my heart,
And from my mind would not depart;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past;
Only what’s done for Christ will last.
Only one life, yes only one:
Soon will its fleeting hours be done;
Then, in “that day” my Lord to meet,
And stand before His judgment seat;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past;
Only what’s done for Christ will last.
Only one life, the still, small voice
Gently pleads for a better choice,
Bidding me selfish aims to leave,
And to God’s holy will to cleave;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past;
Only what’s done for Christ will last.
Give me, Father, a purpose deep,
In joy or sorrow Thy Word to keep;
Faithful and true whate’er the strife,
Pleasing Thee in my daily life;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past;
Only what’s done for Christ will last.
Oh let my love with fervor burn,
And from the world now let me turn;
Living for Thee, and Thee alone,
Bringing Thee pleasure on Thy throne;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past;
Only what’s done for Christ will last.
Only one life, yes only one,
Now let me say, “Thy will be done”;
And when at last I’ll hear the call,
I know I’ll say, “Twas worth it all”;
Only one life, ’twill soon be past;
Only what’s done for Christ will last.
C. T. Studd