At Every Motion Of Our Breath
Artist: Church of Monett
1. At every motion of our breath,
Life trembles on the brink of death;
A taper's flame that upward turns,
While downward to the dust it burns.

2. Moment by moment years are past,
And one ere long will be our last,
There is a point no eyes can see,
Yet on it hangs eternity.

3. This is that moment who shall tell,
Whether it leads to heaven or hell?
This is that moment as we choose,
The immortal soul we save or lose.

4. Time past and time to come are not
Time present is our only lot;
O God! hence forth our hearts incline
To seek no other love than thine.