Life is the time to serve the Lord,
To do His will, to learn His word:
In death there is no power to know,
Far less in wisdom's way to go.
The living know that they must die,
But all the dead unconscious lie;
Their memory and their senses gone,
Alike unknowing and unknown.
Then, what the thoughts design to do,
The hands with all your might pursue;
Since no device nor work is found,
Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground.